Hymn  Book 

of  the 

United  Evangelical  Church 


*  'I  will  be  glad  and  rejoice  in  thee  ;   I  will  sing  praise  to 
thy  name,  0  thou  Most  High,''''     Psalm  ix.  2. 


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PREFACE. 


The  first  General  Conference  of  the  United  Evangel- 
ical Church,  in  session  at  Naperville,  111.,  in  December, 
1894,  authorized  the  publication  of  an  English  Hymn 
and  Tune  Book  for  the  use  of  the  Church,  and  appointed 
Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler,  D.D.,  of  Northfield,  Mass.,  Bishop 
W.  M.  Stanford,  A.M.,  D.D.,  of  Harrisburg,  Pa.,  Rev. 
J.  D.  Woodring,  A.M.,  of  Allentown,  Pa.,  Rev.  Uriah 
F.  Swengel,  A.  M.,  of  Baltimore,  Md.,  and  Prof.  Otis 
L.  Jacobs,  A.  M.,  of  York,  Pa.,  as  members  of  a  com- 
mittee to  prepare  such  a  work  for  the  press.  Bishop 
Stanford  was  chosen  as  Chairman,  and  U.  F.  Swengel 
as  Secretary  of  the  Committee. 

In  the  prosecution  of  their  work  the  Committee  pro- 
ceeded first  to  make  a  careful  selection  of  the  choicest 
old  standard  hymns  and  tunes  of  the  Church  universal 
which  have  become  familiar  and  dear  to  Christian  hearts 
by  long  use  and  sacred  associations.  To  these  were 
then  added  a  variety  of  the  most  desirable  of  later  pro- 
ductions, including  Chants  and  a  number  of  unclassified 
hymns  and  tunes.  The  body  of  the  standard  Hymnal 
was  now  regarded  as  complete  and  adequate  for  all 
requirements  of  the  regular  public  worship  of  the  Church. 
But  it  still  remained  to  provide  more  fully  for  the  various 
special  and  social  meetings  and  the  protracted  revival 
services  of  a  Church  so  preeminently  evangelistic  as  the 
United  Evangelical.  For  this  purpose  the  committee 
made  a  collection  of  the  best  and  most  effective  of  the 
so-called  ' '  Gospel  Songs ' '  that  could  be  obtained,  as  well 
as  a  large  variety  of  select  Choruses,  old  and  new.  Spe- 
cial attention  is  called  to  this  department  of  the  Hymnal 
as  a  new  feature  in  a  work  of  this  kind,  adapted  to 
meet  a  popular  demand  and  provide  for  a  growing  need. 


iv.  PREFACE. 

In  the  compilation  of  the  Hymnal  the  Committee 
exercised  great  care  and  made  all  possible  efforts  to 
ascertain  what  hymns  and  tunes  were  copyrighted  and, 
in  every  case  so  ascertained,  to  secure  permission  to  use 
them.  Grateful  acknowledgment  is  hereby  made  of 
special  and  highly  esteemed  favors  granted  by  Prof.  D. 
B.  Towner,  Mrs.  Joseph  F.  Knapp,  Prof.  E.  S.  Lorenz, 
Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman,  Prof.  T.  C.  O'Kane,  Dr.  J.  E. 
Rankin,  Prof.  J.  H.  Kurzenknabe,  Mr.  W.  L.  Thomp- 
son and  Mrs.  A.  J.  Gordon. 

Special  mention  should  be  made  of  the  services  of 
Prof.  Jacobs,  who  performed  the  work  of  Musical  Editor, 
prepared  the  manuscript  for  the  press,  arranged  the 
Indexes  of  Composers,  Authors,  Tunes,  and  First  Lines 
of  Hymns,  and  shared  with  Dr.  Hartzler  the  task  of 
reading  the  proofs  of  the  hymns.  The  Index  of  Topics 
was  prepared  by  Rev.  J.  G.  Boughter,  and  the  Index  of 
Scriptural  Texts  by  Rev.  E.  Crumbling. 

Having  now  completed  their  assigned  work,  performed 
gratuitously,  at  cost  of  much  time  and  labor,  and  under 
circumstances  of  peculiar  difficulty,  the  Committee  con- 
fidently commend  this  new  Hymnal  to. the  Church  as 
the  best  song  collection  in  existence  for  the  use  of  the 
congregations  of  the  United  Evangelical  people.  It  is 
believed  that  the  combination  in  one  volume  of  the 
classified  standard  Church  hymns  and  tunes,  some  of 
the  best  of  the  Gospel  hymns,  with  Chants,  and  the 
revival  battle-hymn  Choruses  so  widely  used,  will  meet 
a  want  in  the  Church  that  no  other  book  can  so  well 
supply.  In  this  confidence  the  book  is  prayerfully  com- 
mitted to  the  Church  and  the  providence  of  God,  with 
the  desire  and  hope  that  it  may  serve  its  high  purpose 
in  the  assemblies  of  the  saints  below  until  they,  in  nobler, 
sweeter  songs,  shall  sing  Christ's  power  to  save, 

When  these  poor,  lisping,  stammering  tongues, 
Lie  silent  in  the  grave. 

June  i,  i8g7. 


CONTENTS. 


Pages. 

DOXOLOGIBS, 1-6 

Prayer  and  Praise.  Hymns. 

Opening  and  Closing-, 1-23 

General  Hymns, 24-73 

God  the  Father, 73-89 

The  I^ord  Jesus  Christ. 

Incarnation  and  Birth, 90-100 

I/ife  and  Character, 101-107 

Sufferings  and  Death, 108-119 

Resurrection  and  Exaltation, 120-135 

Coming  Again, 136-139 

The  Holy  Spirit, 140-162 

The  Holy  Sgriptures, 163-173 

The  Lord's  Day, 174-178 

Salvation. 

Needed, 179-182 

Provided— "Warning  and  Invitation, 183-221 

Realized, 222-226 

Repentance, 227-240 

Faith, < 241-246 

Justification, 247-249 

Regeneration, 250-252 

Adoption, 253-257 

Sanctification,     258-277 

Assurance, 278-290 

The  Christian  L/Ife. 

Trial  and  Conflict, 291-312 

Suffering  and  Discipline, 313-320 

Exhortation  and  Encouragement, 321-336 

Christian  Aspiration, 337-351 


VI.  CONTENTS. 

The  Christian  Life — Co?itimied. 

Christian  Endeavor, 352-368 

Fellowship  with  Christ, 369-376 

Benevolence  and  Charity, 377-386 

The  Church. 

General  Hymns, 387-394 

Revival, 395-405 

Admission, 406-411 

Fellowship  in  Christ, 412-422 

Childhood  and  Youth, 423-437 

The  Ministry, 438-445 

Baptism,      446-454 

The  Lord's  Supper, 455-467 

Special  Services. 

Missions, 468^87 

Church  Building, 488-495 

Conference, 496-500 

Temperance, 501-507 

National, 508-522 

The  Christian  Home, 523-535 

Pilgrim  Songs, 536-557 

Times  and  Seasons, 558-565 

Brevity  and  Uncertainty  of  Life, 566-571 

Death  and  Resurrection, 572-596 

Judgment  and  Retribution, 597-601 

Heaven, 602-629 

Miscellaneous  Tunes, 630,631 

Chants, 632-638 

Gospel  Songs  and  Choruses. 

Gospel  Songs, 639-723 

Pages. 

Choruses, 565-580 

Index  of  First  Lines, 581-600 


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Publishing  House  of  the  United  Evangelical  Church. 

S.   L    Wiest,  Publisher 


HYMNAL. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

L.  M. 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  Him  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Bishop  Thomas  Ken. 

\  L.  M. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


L.  M. 


To  God, — the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit, — Three  in  One, 
All  honor,  glory,  praise  be  given, 
By  every  tongue  on  earth,  in  heaven 
As  'twas,  is  now,  and  still  shall  be 
In  every  age,  eternally. 


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DOXOLOGIES. 

C.  M. 


To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  Whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore.         Tate  dr»  Brady. 

\  C.  M.  D. 

The  God  of  mercy  be  adored, 

Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 
Who  saves  by  His  redeeming  word 

And  new-creating  breath ; 
To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

J  S.  M. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  One  and  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  forever  be.  Rev.  John  Wesley. 

1  6,  6,  6,  6,  8,  8. 

O  God,  for  ever  blest, 

To  Thee  all  praise  be  given  ; 
Thy  Name  Triune  confessed 

By  all  in  earth  and  heaven; 
As  heretofore  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  so  forevermore. 

Rev.  Edward  H.  Bickersteth. 


UOXOLOGIES. 

O  6,  6,  4,  6,  6,  6,  4. 

To  God — the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit — Three  in  One, 

All  praise  be  given  ! 
Crown  Him  in  every  song; 
To  Him  your  hearts  belong ; 
Let  all  His  praise  prolong — 

On  earth,  in  heaven. 

Rev.  Edwin  F.  Hatfield, 


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7,  7,  7,  7- 
Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  His  love  ; 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  heavenly  host — 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


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1,  1,  1,  1,  7,  7- 
Praise  the  name  of  God  Most  High, 
Praise  Him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost; 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  His  praise  shall  last. 

11  7>  7,  7,  7,  D. 

Praise  our  glorious  King  and  Lord, 
Angels  waiting  on  His  word, 
Saints  that  walk  with  Him  in  white. 
Pilgrims  walking  in  His  light : 
Glory  to  the  Eternal  One, 


DOXOLOGIES. 

Glory  to  His  only  Son, 
Glory  to  the  Spirit  be 
Now,  and  through  eternity. 

Rev.  Alexander  R.  Thompson. 

YL  8,7,8,7. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise ; 

As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 

13  8>  7,  8,  7,  4,  7- 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  be  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  be  to  God  the  Spirit, 
Glory  to  the  Three  in  One ; 
Hallelujah! 
God,  the  Lord  is  God  alone. 


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s,  7,  »,  7,  4,  7- 
Great  Jehovah  !  we  adore  Thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  ; 
Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 

Rev.   William  GooJe. 

15  7,  6,  7,  6,  D. 

Great  God  of  earth  and  heaven  ! 

To  thee  our  songs  we  raise ; 
To  thee  be  glory  given 

And  everlasting  praise  : 
4 


DOXOLOGIES. 


We  joyfully  confess  Thee, 

Eternal  Triune  God  ! 
We  magnify,  we  bless  Thee, 

And  spread  Thy  praise  abroad. 


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7,  6,  7,  6,  D. 

To  thee  be  praise  for  ever, 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings  ! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransomed  spirit  sings  : 
We'll  celebrate  Thy  glory 

With  all  Thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 

Of  Thy  redeeming  love. 

Rev.   Thomas  Ilaweis. 

17  8,  7,8,  7,  D. 

Praise  the  God  of  all  creation ; 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love  : 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  expiation, 

Priest  and  King  enthroned  above  : 
Praise  the  Fountain  of  salvation, 

Him  by  WTiom  our  spirits  live  : 
Undivided  adoration 

To  the  one  Jehovah  give.       josiah  Conder. 


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8,  8,  6,  8,  8,  6. 


To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 

And  in  the  church  below; 
FromWhom  all  creatures  draw  their  breathy 
By  Whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 

From  Whom  all  comforts  flow. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


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IO,    IO,    II,    II. 


Thy  glory,  O  Lord,  we  joyfully  sing;     - 
Thy  name  be  adored,  Thou  merciful  King  ! 
We  bless  Thee,  Jehovah,  the  great  One  in 

Three, 
Who  wast,   and  Who  art,    and  Who  ever 

shalt  be. 


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L.  M. 


To  Father  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old, 

Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 


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Gloria  Patri. 


Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son, 

and  to  the  Holy  Ghost; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever 

shall  be,  world  without  end  :    Amen. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


J  O  Worship  the  Lord.  P.  M. 

0  WORSHIP   the  Lord   in   the    beauty  of 
holiness. 
Glory  to  the  Father  abounding  in  mercy ! 
Be  joyful,  all  ye  people,  and  magnify  Je- 
hovah. 

Cho. — O  glory  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  halle- 
lujah ! 
O  come  before  His  presence  and  glo- 
rify his  name. 

2  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holi- 

liness.    . 
Glory  be  to  Jesus,  our  gracious  Redeemer  ! 
We   praise    Him,    for   He    loved    us,    and 

brought  a  great  salvation. 

3  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of  holi- 

ness. 
Glory  to  the  Spirit,  the  holy  Revealer ! 
We  praise  Him  with  the  Father,  and  with 

the  Son,  our  Saviour. 

Rev.  Robert  Lowry. 
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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

>/  Evening  Praise.        7,  7,  7,  7,  4. 

DAY  is  dying  in  the  west; 
Heaven  is  touching  earth  with  rest ; 
Wait  and  worship  while  the  night 
Sets  her  evening  lamps  alight 
Through  all  the  sky. 

Cho. — Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  of  hosts! 
Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  Thee  ! 
Heaven  and  earth  are  praising  Thee. 
O  Lord  Most  High  ! 

2  Lord  of  Life,  beneath  the  dome 
Of  the  universe,  Thy  home, 
Gather  us,  who  seek  Thy  face, 
To  the  fold  of  Thy  embrace ; 

For  Thou  art  nigh. 

3  While  the  deepening  shadows  fall, 
Heart  of  Love,  enfolding  all, 
Through  the  glory  and  the  grace 
Of  the  stars  that  veil  Thy  face, 

Our  hearts  ascend. 

4  When  forever  from  our  sight 
Pass  the  stars,  the  day,  the  night, 
Lord  of  angels,  on  our  eyes 

Let  eternal  morning  rise, 

And  shadows  end.      Mary  A.  Latkbury. 


T 


Worship  in  God's  House.      7,  7,  7,  7,  4. 

O  THY  temple  we  repair; 

Lord,  we  love  to  worship  there, 
When  within  the  veil  we  meet 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE, 

Thee  upon  the  mercy-seat,    ' 

The  mercy-seat.  , 

2  While  Thy  glorious  praise  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips,  unloose  our  tongue  ; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness, 

Our  Righteousness. 

3  While  to  Thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  Thine  ear  in  love  attend ; 
Hear  us,  for  Thy  Spirit  pleads  ; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes, 

He  intercedes. 

4  While  Thy  Word  is  heard  with  awe, 
While  we  tremble  at  Thy  law, 

Let  Thy  gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove, 
Our  fear  remove. 

5  From  Thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn ; 
And  at  evening  let  us  say, 

We  have  walked  with  God  to-day, 
With  God  to-day. 

James  Montgomery, 

m    Lord,  Bless  What  We  Have  Done.    L.M. 

iEAR  Lord,  once  more  the  note  of  praise 
'     With  grateful  hearts  to  Thee  we  raise ; 
We  bring  our  work  to  Thee  and  pray ; 
O  bless  what  we  have  done  to-day. 

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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

2  Thine  all-sufficient  grace  impart 
•To  every  true  disciple's  heart; 

0  draw  them  closer  to  Thy  side, 
That  faith  and  love  may  still  abide. 

3  Dear  Jesus,  lead  and  keep  the  youth, 
And  sanctify  them  through  Thy  truth ; 
The  children  draw  to  seek  Thy  face, 
And  fold  them  in  Thy  warm  embrace. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  as  we  part, 
With  light  and  life  to  every  heart ; 
And  lead  us  by  Thy  hand  of  love 
To  our  eternal  home  above. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Harlzlcr, 

5  My  All  in  All.  L.  M. 

BEFORE  Thy  face,  my  God,  I  fall, 
And  claim  Thee  now,  my  All  in  All; 
My  soul,  with  expectation  sweet, 
Lies  faint  and  trembling  at  Thy  feet. 

2  My  warrant  in  Thy  Word  I  seek, — 

1  seek,  I  find,  I  hear  Thee  speak; 
Thy  voice  my  bounding  spirit  thrills, 
And  all  my  heart  with  rapture  fills. 

3  The  blood  of  Jesus  speaks  my  peace ; 
I  know  such  love  can  never  cease ; 

I  rest  on  Him,  and  need  no  more 
Than  Christ,  my  Lord,  forevermore. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


Fading,  Still  Fading.  P.  M. 


FADING,    still    fading,    the    last    beam    is 
shining, 
Father  in  heaven !    the  day  is  declining, 
Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  the  light, 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with  the 

night ; 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning- 
bells  chime 
Shield  me  from  danger, save  me  from  crime. 
Father,  have  mercy,  Father,  have  mercy, 
Father,  have  mercy,  through  Jesus  Christ 
our  Lord. 

2   Father  in  heaven  !    O  hear  when  we  call — 
Hear   for    Christ's   sake,  Who   is    Saviour 

of  all ; 
Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  Thy  might, 
In  doubting  and  darkness  Thy  love  be  our 

light, 
Let  us  sleep  on  Thy  breast  while  the  night 

taper  burns, 
Wake  in  Thy  arms  when  morning  returns. 
Father,  have  mercy,  Father,  have  mercy, 
Father,  have  mercy,  through  Jesus  Christ 

our  Lord.  —Anon. 


M 


Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer.  L.  M. 

Y  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 

From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  star, 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  Thy  feet, — 
The  hour  of  prayer? 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

2  Blest  is  that  tranquil  hour  of  morn, 

And  blest  that  solemn  hour  of  eve, 
When,  on  the  wings  of  prayer  upborne, 
The  world  I  leave. 

3  Then  is  my  strength  by  Thee  renewed ; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  Thee  forgiven ; 
Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude 
With  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief 

Here  for  my  every  want  I  find ; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief, 
What  peace  of  mind. 

5  Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear; 

My  spirit  seems  in  heaven  to  stay ; 
And  e'en  the  penitential  tear 
Is  wiped  away. 

6  Lord,  till. I  reach  yon  blissful  shore, 

No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be, 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 

In  prayer  to  Thee.  Charlotte  Elliott. 


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Blest  Hour.  L.  M. 


BLEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 
To  hold  communion  with  his  God ; 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  Word. 

2   Blest  hour,  when  God  Himself  draws  nigh 
Well-pleased  His  people's  voice  to  h^ar; 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

3   Blest  hour;  for  where  the  Lord  resorts, 
Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given  \ 
And  mortals  find  His  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

Rev.   Thomas  Raffles. 

y  Vesper  Praise.  L.  M. 

AGAIN,  as  evening's  shadow  falls, 
We  gather  in  these  hallowed  walls ; 
And  vesper  hymn  and  vesper  prayer 
Rise  mingling  on  the  holy  air. 

2  May  struggling  hearts  that  seek  release 

Here  find  the  rest  of  God's  Own  peace ; 
And,  strengthened  here  by  hymn  and  prayer, 
Lay  down  the  burden  and  the  care. 

3  O  God,  our  Light,  to  Thee  we  bow ; 

Within  all  shadows  standest  Thou  ; 
Give  deeper  calm  than  night  can  bring; 
Give  sweeter  songs  than  lips  can  sing. 

4  Life's  tumult  we  must  meet  again, 

We  cannot  at  the  shrine  remain ; 
But  in  the  spirit's  secret  cell 

May  hymn  and  prayer  forever  dwell. 

Rev.  Samite/  Longfellow. 

\\j  Thanks  giving  for  Infinite  Love.   n,io,  ii,ii 

YE  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad  His  wonderful  name; 
The  name  all-victorious  of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious,  and  rules  over  all. 
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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save  ; 
And  still  He  is  nigh;   His  presence  we  have: 
The  great  congregation  His  triumph  shall 

sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 

Salvation  to  God,  Who  sits  on  the  throne ! 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son : 
The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the 
Lamb. 

Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  Him  His  right, 
All  glory  and  power,  all  wisdom  and  might. 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing  for  infinite  love. 

Rev  Charles  Wesley. 


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0 


IO,    IO,    II,    II. 


WORSHIP  the  King  all-glorious  above, 
O  gratefully  sing  His  power  and  His  love; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of 

days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,    and   girded  with 
praise. 

O  tell  of  His  might,  and  sing  of  His  grace, 

Whose  robe  is  the  light,  Whose  canopy 
space, 

His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder- 
clouds form, 

And  dark  is  His  path  on  the  wings  of  the 
storm. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air;  it  shines  in  the  light; 
It  streams  from  the  hills ;    it  descends  to 

the  plain ; 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  Thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  Thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender !    how  firm  to  the 

end ! 
Our    Maker,     Defender,     Redeemer    and 
Friend.  Sir  Robert  Grant. 

I J^  Closing  Hymn.        10,10,10,10. 

SAVIOUR,  again  to  Thy  dear  name  we  raise 
With  one  accord,  our  parting  hymn  of 
praise ; 
We  stand  to  bless  Thee  ere  our  worship 

cease  ; 
Then  lowly  kneeling,  waitThy  word  of  peace. 

2  Grant  us  Thy  peace  upon  our  homeward 

way; 
With  Thee  began,  with  Thee  shall  end  the 

day  : 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts 

from  shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  Thy 

name. 

3  Grant  us  Thy  peace,    Lord,    through  the 

coming  night ; 
Turn  Thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light ; 
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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

From  harm  and  danger  keep  Thy  children 

free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  Thee. 

4  GranJ;  us  Thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly 
life, 
Our  balm  in  sorrow,  and  our  stay  in  strife  ; 
Then,  when  Thy  voice  shall  bid  our  con- 
flict cease, 
Call  us,  O  Lord,  to  Thine  eternal  peace. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton. 

J  ^  Now  God  Be  with  Us.  1 1 ,  5 . 

"YTOW  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is  clos- 
ll  ing  : 

The  light  and  darkness  are  of  His  disposing; 
And   'neath   His  shadow   here   to   rest  we 
yield  us, 

For  He  will  shield  us. 

2  Let  evil  thoughts  and  spirits  flee  before  us  ; 
Till   morning   cometh,    watch,    O    Master, 

o'er  us; 
In  soul  and  bodyThou  from  harm  defend  us, 
Thine  angels  send  us. 

3  We  have  no  refuge,  none  on  earth  to  aid  us, 
But  Thee,  O  Father  !  Who  Thine  Own  hast 

made  us  ; 
But  Thy  dear  presence  will  not  leave  them 
lonely 

Who  seek  Thee  only. 
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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


4  Father,  Thy  name  be  praised,  Thy  king- 
dom given ; 
Thy  will  be  done  on  earth  as  'tis  in  heaven; 
Keep  us  in  life,  forgive  our  sins,  deliver 

Us  now  and  ever.       Bohemian  Brethren. 

1^,  Grateful  Praise.  7,  7,  D. 

GRACIOUS  Lord,  to  Thee  we  raise 
One  more  note  of  grateful  praise, 
One  sweet  song  from  every  heart, 
One  more  prayer  before  we  part. 
O  Thou  everlasting  King, 
Now  accept  the  praise  we  bring ; 
Hear  our  prayer,  and  let  us  be 
One  in  heart  and  one  in  Thee. 

2  Holy  Spirit,  while  we  pray, 
Let  Thy  word  take  root  to-day; 
Plant  it  deep  in  fruitful  soil, 
Let  no  foes  the  harvest  spoil. 
Now  to  every  waiting  heart, 
Thine  abundant  life  impart  ; 
Give  to  all,  with  rich  increase, 
Fruits  of  love  and  joy  and  peace. 

3  Jesus,  now  once  more  we  call, 
Let  Thy  blessing  on  us  fall ; 
Guide  us  in  Thy  righteous  ways ; 
Keep  us  by  Thy  mighty  grace. 
Thine,  O  Lord,  through  endless  days, 
Be  the  glory,  might  and  praise, 
Throned  among  the  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost! 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

"Closing  Hour."  S.  M. 

LORD,  at  this  closing  hour, 
Establish  every  heart 
Upon  Thy  word  of  truth  and  power; 
To  keep  us  when  we  part. 

2  Peace  to  our  brethren  give ; 

Fill  all  our  hearts  with  love ; 
In  faith  and  patience  may  we  live, 
And  seek  our  rest  above. 

3  Through  changes,  bright  or  drear, 

We  would  Thy  will  pursue  ; 
And  toil  to  spread  Thy  kingdom  here, 
Till  we  its  glory  view. 

4  To  God,  the  only  wise, 

In  every  age  adored, 
Let  glory  from  the  Church  arise 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  ! 

E.  T.  Fitch. 


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Silent  Memories.  8,  7. 


SILENTLY  the  shades  of  evening 
Gather  round  my  lowly  door; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2    O  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot ! 
O  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely, 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not ! 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend, — 
They,  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble, 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  memories  cluster 

Like  the  stars,  when  storms  are  past, 
Pointing  up  to  that  fair  heaven 
We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

ChristopJier  C.  Cox. 

J  J         Come,   Thou  Almighty  King.         6,  4. 


c 


OME,  Thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  Thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

Come,  Thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  Thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend : 
Come,  and  Thy  people  bless, 
And  give  Thy  Word  success  : 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  : 
Thou  Who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 


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C 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  power. 

To  Thee,  great  One  and  Three, 
Eternal  praises  be 

Hence,  evermore; 
Thy  sovereign  majesty- 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

Rev.  Charhs  Wesley. 

The  Fount  of  Every  Blessing.    8,  7,  D. 


OME,  Thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  Thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise ; 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount!    I'm  fixed  upon  it; 

Mount  of  Thy  redeeming  love  ! 

Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer; 

Hither  by  Thy  help  I've  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  Thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  His  precious  blood. 

O  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ; 
Let  Thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  Thee. 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love; 
Here's  my  heart;    O  take  and  seal  it; 

Seal  it  for  Thy  courts  above. 


Rev.  Robert  Robinson. 


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Praise  the  Lord!  8,  7,  D. 

iRAISE  the  Lord!   ye  Heavens  adore  Him: 

Praise  Him,  angels  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  Him ; 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  He  hath  spoken ; 
Worlds  His  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken 
For  their  guidance  hath  He  made. 

Praise  the  Lord,  for  He  is  glorious ; 
Never  shall  His  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  His  saints  victorious; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 
Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation; 
Hosts  on  high,  His  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Laud  and  magnify  His  name.  —Anon 


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Praise  the  Creator.  8,  7,  D. 

RAISE  to  Thee,  Thou  great  Creator! 
Praise  to  Thee  from  every  tongue ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 
Father,  Source  of  all  compassion, 
Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  Thine. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation, 
Praise  Him  for  His  love  Divine. 

For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 
For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  His  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 
Joyfully  on  earth  adore  Him, 
Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise ; 
Then,  enraptured,  fall  before  Him, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

Rev.  John  Fawcelt. 


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Lord,  Dismiss  Us.  8,  7,  4. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  Thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 
O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2   Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  Thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  Thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 
May  Thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

Rev.  John  Fawceit. 


22 

I 


In  Thy  Name,  O  Lord.  8,  7,  4. 


N  Thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 

We,  Thy  people,  now  draw  near ; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling; 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Speak,  and  let  Thy  servants  hear, — 

Hear  with  meekness, — 
Hear  Thy  Word  with  Godly  fear. 

While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 
May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  Thee ; 

Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  we  run,  nor  weary  be, 

Till  Thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 

There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 
Thee  Thy  people  shall  adore ; 

Sharing  then  in  rapture  greater 
Than  they  could  conceive  before : 

Full  enjoyment, 
Full  and  pure,  for  evermore. 

Rez\   Thomas  Kelly. 


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0 


God  of My  Salvation.  8,7,4- 


THOU  God  of  my  salvation, 
My  Redeemer  from  all  sin ; 
Moved  by  Thy  Divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  Thee ; 
Where  shall  I  Thy  praise  begin? 

Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour 
He  hath  brought  salvation  near; 

Manifests  His  pardoning  favor; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body 
Shall  His  glorious  image  bear. 

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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 
I  with  them  will  still  be  vying — 
Glory!  glory  to  the  Lamb! 

O  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name! 

4  Angels  now  are  hovering  round  us, 

Unperceived  amid  the  throng, 
Wondering  at  the  love  that  crowned  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song — 

Hallelujah! 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong! 

Rev.  Thomas  Olivers. 

2tQ>  Seeking  God's  Help.  7,  7. 

LORD,  we  come  before  Thee  now; 
At  Thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
O  do  not  our  suit  disdain ; 
Shall  we  seek  Thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  Thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion  now  descend ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  Thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  Thy  praise. 

3  In  Thine  Own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  Thee ;  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 

Till  a  blessing  Thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  Thy  Word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 
Let  Thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free  : 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  Thee. 

Rev.   William  Hammond. 


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Encourageme7its  to  Pray.  7,  7. 

COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer ; 
He  Himself  invites  thee  near, 
Bids  thee  ask  Him,  waits  to  hear. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King; 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  His  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  Lord,  I  come  to  Thee  for  rest; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 

There  Thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

4  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do ; 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  Thy  people's  death. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


26 
I 


Praise  Forever.  L.  M.      6  L. 


LL  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 

25 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God;   He  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  He  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  His  promise  vain. 

He  loves  His  saints — He  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion!   ever  reigns; 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praise  Him  in  everlasting  strains. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


27 


1 Likeness  to  Thee. 


SAVIOUR,  Thy  dying  love 
Thou  gavest  me ; 
Nor  should  I  ought  withhold, 

Dear  Lord,  from  Thee  ; 
In  love  my  soul  would  bow, 
My  heart  fulfill  its  vow, 
Some  offering  bring  Thee  now, 
Something  for  Thee. 

2  At  the  blest  mercy-seat, 

Pleading  for  me, 
Upward  in  faith  I  look, 

Jesus,  to  Thee. 
Help  me  the  cross  to  bear, 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Thy  wondrous  love  declare, 
Some  song  to  raise,  or  prayer, 
Something  for  Thee. 

3  Give  me  a  faithful  heart, 

Likeness  to  Thee, 
That  each  departing  day 

Henceforth  may  see 
Some  work  of  love  begun, 
Some  deed  of  kindness  done, 
Some  wanderer  sought  and  won, 

Something  for  Thee. 

4  All  that  I  am  and  have — 

Thy  gifts  so  free — 
In  joy,  in  grief,  through  life, 

Dear  Lord,  for  Thee! 
And  when  Thy  face  I  see, 
My  ransomed  soul  shall  be, 
Through  all  eternity, 

Something  for  Thee. 

Rev.  S.  Dryden  Phelps. 

£cj         The  Eternal  Love  of  God.  6,  8. 

OFOR  a  shout  of  joy, 
Worthy  the  theme  we  sing  ! 
To  this  Divine  employ 

Our  hearts  and  voices  bring ; 
Sound,  sound,  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  love,  the  eternal  love  of  God. 

2   Unnumbered  myriads  stand, 
Of  seraphs  bright  and  fair, 
Or  bow  at  Thy  right  hand, 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

And  pay  their  homage  there; 
But  strive  in  vain,  with  loudest  chord, 
To  sound  Thy  wondrous  love,  O  Lord. 

Yet  sinners  saved  by  grace, 

In  songs  of  lower  key, 
In  every  age  and  place, 

Have  sung  the  mystery; 
Have  told,  in  strains  of  sweet  accord, 
Thy  love,  Thy  sovereign  love,  O  Lord. 

Though  earth  and  hell  assail, 

And  doubts  and  fears  arise, 
The  weakest  shall  prevail, 

And  grasp  the  heavenly  prize, 
And  through  an  endless  age  record 
Thy  love,  Thy  changeless  love,  O  Lord. 

/.   Young. 


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Love's  Lesson.  7,  7. 


SAVIOUR,  teach  me  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey ; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  Him  Who  first  loved  me. 

2  With  a  childlike  heart  of  love, 
At  Thy  bidding  may  I  move ; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  Thee, 
Loving  Him  Who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  thus  Thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  Thy  grace ; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  Thee, 
Loving  Him  Who  first  loved  me. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ; 
In  obedience  all  her  joy ; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  Him  Who  first  loved  me. 

5  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe ; 
Singing,  till  Thy  face  I  see, 

Of  His  love  Who  first  loved  me. 

Jane  E.  Leeson. 


His  Loving  Kindness.  L.  M. 


30 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  Thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He,  justly,  claims  a  song  from  me — 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 

Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
And  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate — 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  great ! 

3  Through  numerous  hosts  of  cruel  foes, 
Where  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along — 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong  ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood — 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good  ! 

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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

Rev.  Samuel  Medley. 


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0 


At  Jesus' Feet.  L.  M. 

THAT  I  could  forever  dwell 

Delighted  at  the  Saviour's  feet  j 
And  view  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  His  tender  words  repeat. 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its  bliss, 
O  is  there  aught,  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this  ? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize — 

A  life  of  penitential  love; 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 

And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above. 

4  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail, 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  vail, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 

Rev.  Andrew  Reed. 

32        Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee.  6,  4. 

REARER,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
■i-i      Nearer  to  Thee; 

E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 
That  raiseth  me. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee. 

Though  like  the  wanderer, — 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, — 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

There  let  the  way  appear 

Steps  up  to  heaven-: 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given : 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

Then  with  my  waking  thoughts. 

Bright  with  Thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

Or  if  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee.     Mrs.  Sarah  F.  Adams. 


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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

More  Love  to  Thee,  O  Christ. 


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ORE  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ, 
More  love  to  Thee  ! 
Hear  Thou  the  prayer  I  make 

On  bended  knee; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 
More  love  to  Thee ! 


Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 

Sought  peace  and  rest; 
Now  Thee  alone  I  seek, 

Give  what  is  best; 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisper  Thy  praise; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

My  heart  shall  raise, 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

Elizabeth  P.  Prentiss,  Ab. 

Sabbath  Peace.  7,  7. 


OFTLY  fades  the  twilight  ray 

Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day, 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

2  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within, 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

3  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near, 
Where  the  evening  worshiper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

4  Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths   be 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  Thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

Rev.  Samuel  P.  Smith. 


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The  Source  of  Wisdom.  L.  M, 


AWAKE,  my  tongue  !   thy  tribute  bring 
To  Him  Who  gave  thee  power  to  sing ; 
Praise  Him  Who  is  all  praise  above, 
The  Source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

2  How  vast  His  knowledge!   how  profound! 
A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned ! 
The  stars  He  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  those  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold  \ 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine 

To  speak  His  wisdom  all-Divine. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

4  But  in  redemption — O  what  grace  ! 
Its  wonders — O  what  thought  can  trace  ! 
Here  wisdom  shines  forever  bright — 
Praise  Him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 

Rev.  John  Needham. 

36     Jesus  Does  All  Things  Well.      L.  M. 

\]"OW,  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 
-Li      To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raise  ; 
With  all  His  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
That  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

2  All  worlds  His  glorious  power  confess; 
His  wisdom  all  His  works  express  ; 
But  O  His  love,  what  tongue  can  tell ! 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

3  I  spurned  His  grace — I  broke  His  laws, 
But  yet  He  undertook  my  cause, 

To  save  me  though  I  did  rebel : 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

4  At  last  my  soul  has  known  His  love, 
What  mercy  has  He  made  me  prove ! 
Mercy  which  doth  all  praise  excel ; 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

5  So  when  I  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  in  His  arms  resign  my  breath, 
Then,  then,  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  rise, 
And  join  sweet  seraphs  in  the  skies, 
Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

Rev.  Samnel  Medley. 


Join  to  Praise  Him.  L.  M. 


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JOIN  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name 
To  sing  His  everlasting  fame ; 
Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice, 
In  Him  forever  to  rejoice. 

2  With  Him  I  daily  love  to  walk, 
Of  Him  my  soul  delights  to  talk; 
On  Him  I  cast  my  every  care  ; 
Like  Him  one  day  I  shall  appear. 

3  Take  Him  for  strength  and  righteousness, 
Make  Him  thy  refuge  in  distress; 

Love  Him  above  all  earthly  joy, 
And  Him  in  everything  employ. 

4  Praise  Him  in  cheerful,  grateful  songs, 
To  Him  your  highest  praise  belongs; 
Bless  Him  Who  does  your  heaven  prepare, 
And  Whom  you'll  praise  forever  there. 

Rev.  Samuel  Medley. 


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The  Mercy -Seat.  L.  M. 


ROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads ; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  spot  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  Ah,  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed? 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suffering  saints  no  mercy-seat? 

5  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 

And  Heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

Rev.  Hugh  S towel  I. 


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Prayer.  L.  M. 


HAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 


Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 
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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright : 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

William  Coivper. 


Eve?iing  Hymn.  L.  M. 


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ALL  praise  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  Thine  Own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  Thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day.  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  O  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 

And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close: 
Sleep,  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make. 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

4  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply, 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

5  Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Bishop  Thomas  Ken. 
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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Remember  Me.  CM. 


THOU  from  Whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  heart  to  Thee ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  If  on  my  face,  for  Thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
All  hail  reproach  and  welcome  shame, 
If  Thou  remember  me. 

3  When  worn  with  pain,  disease  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see ; 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief ; 
Hear  and  remember  me. 

4  When  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

I  wait  Thy  just  decree, 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath, 
I'll  cry,  Remember  me. 

5  And  when  before  Thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  Thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  Thy  right  hand, 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

Rev.   Thovias  Haweis. 


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Come,  Happy  Souls.  CM. 

COME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God, 
With  new,  melodious  songs ; 
Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

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PRAYER  A>JD  PRAISE. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  His  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thus  all  was  merciful  and  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

4  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 

Accept  Thine  offered  grace ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love,. 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts* 


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The  Quiet  Hour.  C.  M. 


LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 

And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 


2  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  Whom  I  adore. 

3  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 

And  lead  to  endless  day. 

Phoebe  H.  Brown. 


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The  Dear  Redeemer's  Praise.     CM. 


FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  His  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master,  and  My  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  Thy  name. 

3  Jesus, — the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks,  and,  listening  to  His  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive ; 
The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

45  Lift  up  Your  Hearts.  C.  M. 

LIFT  up  your  hearts  to  things  above, 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
And  join  with  us  to  praise  His  love, 
And  glorify  His  name. 

2  To  Jesus'  name  give  thanks  and  sing, 

Whose  mercies  never  end. 
Rejoice  !  rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King; 
The-  King  is  now  our  Friend. 

3  We  for  His  sake  count  all  things  loss, 

On  earthly  things  look  down; 
And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross, 
Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

4  O  let  us  stir  each  other  up, 

Our  faith  by  works  to  prove, 
By  holy,  purifying  hope, 
And  the  sweet  task  of  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

^iQ         The  Glories  of  Our  King.         CM. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name 
And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  His  throne. 

2   Behold  your  king,  your  Saviour,  crowned 
With  glories  all-Divine  \ 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  When,  in  His  earthly  courts,  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

4  O  for  the  day,  that  glorious  day, 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers,  the  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  His  praise  !  Anne  Steele, 


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Prayer.  CM. 


PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered  or  unexpressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech, 

That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "Behold,  he  prays." 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air; 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death — 

He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

O  Thou,  by  Whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 

The  path  of  prayer  Thyself  hast  trod — 
"Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray." 

James  Montgomery 


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Now,  Gracious  Lord.  CM. 


OW,  gracious  Lord,  Thine  arm  reveal, 

And  make  Thy  glory  known; 
Now  let  us  all  Thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Help  us  to  venture  near  Thy  throne 

And  plead  a  Saviour's  name ; 
For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own 
Is  vanity  and  shame. 

3  Send  down  Thy  Spirit  *rom  above, 

That  saints  may  love  Thee  more ; 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  loved  before. 

4  And  when  before  Thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  Thee  in  our  room. 

Rev.  John  Netvton. 


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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Thankfulness.  C.  M. 


HAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 
For  all  His  kindness  shown? 
My  feet  shall  visit  Thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  Thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  Thine  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows, 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  Thy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blessed  God  ! 
How  dear  Thy  servants  in  Thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  Thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  Thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  Thou  hast  made  Thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  Thee. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


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Talk  with  Me,  Lord.  C.  M. 


TALK  with  me,  Lord ;  Thyself  reveal, 
While  here  o'er  earth  I  rove ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  and  let  it  feel 
The  kindling  of  Thy  love. 

2  With  Thee  conversing,  I  forget 
All  time,  and  toil,  and  care ; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  Thou,  my  God,  art  here. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

3  Here,  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

And  make  my  heart  rejoice; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  Thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  Thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  Thy  face  : 

'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek ; 
To  attend  the  whispers  of  Thy  grace, 
And  hear  Thee  only  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  Thy  glory  see, 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  Thee. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

51        The  Eye  That  Never  Sleeps.        CM. 

THERE  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 
Beneath  the  wing  of  night; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts 
When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 

2  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires    . 

When  human  strength  gives  way ; 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fails 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

3  That  eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  throngs; 

That  arm*upholds  the  sky ; 
That  ear  is  filled  with  angel  songs ; 
That  love  is  throned  on  high. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

But  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield 

When  mortal  aid  is  vain, 
That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach, 

That  listening  ear  to  gain. 

That  power  is  prayer,  which  soars  on  high, 

Through  Jesus  to  the  throne, 
And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the  world, 

To  bring  salvation  down. 

Rev.  James  C.  Wallace. 


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Thy  Will  Be  Done.  C.  M. 

OW  sweet,  to  be  allowed  to  pray 
To  God,  the  Holy  One; 
With  filial  love  and  trust  to  say, 
O  God,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

2  We  in  these  sacred  words  can  find 

A  cure  for  every  ill ; 
They  calm  and  soothe  the  troubled  mind, 
And  bid  all  care  be  still. 

3  O  let  that  Will  which  gave  me  breath 

And  an  immortal  soul, 
In  joy  or  grief,  in  life  or  death, 
My  every  wish  control. 

4  O  teach  my  heart  the  blessed  way, 

To  imitate  Thy  Son  ! 
Teach  me,  O  God,  in  truth  to  pray, 
Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done. 

Mrs.  Eliza  Lee  Fallen. 

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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

53  G°d'S  Word  the  Seed  We  S°W'  c- M' 

ALMIGHTY  God,  Thy  word  is  cast 
Like  seed  upon  the  ground ; 
Now  let  the  dew  of  heaven  descend. 
And  righteous  fruits  abound. 

2  Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  destroy, 
But  let  it  yield  a  hundred-fold 
The  fruits  of  peace  and  joy. 

3  Let  not  Thy  word,  so  kindly  sent 

To  raise  us  to  Thy  throne, 
Return  to  Thee,  and  sadly  tell 
That  we  reject  Thy  Son. 

4  Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 

Thy  quickening  grace  bestow, 
That  all  whose  souls  the  truth  receive, 
Its  saving  power  may  know. 

Rev.  John  Cawood. 


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Jesus  Died  for  Me.  CM. 


O  OUR  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
Awake  the  sacred  song : 

O  may  His  love — immortal  flame — 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2   Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 
Our  humble  thanks  to  Thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
The  Saviour  died  for  me. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


O  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 
Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 

Till  strangers  love  Thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

Anne  Steele. 


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The  Lord's  Prayer.  CM. 

UR  Father,  God,  Who  art  in  heaven, 

All  hallowed  be  Thy  name  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  Thy  will  be  done 

In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread  ; 

And  as  we  those  forgive 
Who  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not ; 

From  evil  set  us  free  ; 
And  Thine  the  kingdom,  Thine  the  power, 
And  glory,  ever  be.  Adoniram  Judson. 

3  O   ^onfess^ni  Contrition  and  Faith.   C .  M . 

LORD,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne, 
And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2   Our  broken  spirits,  pitying,  see, 
And  penitence  impart ; 
Then  let  a  kindling  glance  from  Thee 
Beam  hope  upon  the  heart. 
48 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

May  we  our  wills  resign ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share 

Which  is  not  wholly  Thine. 

Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies ; 
And  teach  our  hearts,  'tis  goodness  still 

That  grants  it,  or  denies. 

Rev.  Joseph  Dacre  Carlyle. 


57 

0 


The  Saviour's  Matchless  Worth.    8,  8. 


COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 
Which  in  my  Saviour  hine  ; 
I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings, 
In  notes  almost  Divine. 


2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  He  spilt, 
My  ransom,  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  Divine  ; 
I'd  sing  His  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress, 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine, 

3  I'd  sing  the  character  He  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  He  wears, 

Exalted  on  His  throne. 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  His  glories  known. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Soon  the  delightful  day  will  come 

When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face ; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  His  grace. 

Rev.  Samuel  Medley. 


58 


The  Praise  of  Jesus.  8,  8,  6,  8. 


JESUS,  Thou  soul  of  all  our  joys, 
For  whom  we  now  lift  up  our  voice, 
And  all  our  strength  exert, 
Vouchsafe  the  grace  we  humbly  claim ; 
Compose  into  a  thankful  frame, 
And  tune  Thy  people's  heart. 

2  While  in  the  heavenly  work  we  join, 
Thy  glory  be  our  whole  design, 

Thy  glory,  not  our  own  ; 
Still  let  us  keep  this  end  in  view, 
And  still  the  pleasing  task  pursue, 

To  please  our  God  alone.' 

3  Thee  let  us  praise,  our  common  Lord, 
And  sweetly  join,  with  one  accord, 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim  ; 
Jesus,  Thyself  in  us  reveal, 
And  all  our  faculties  shall  feel 

Thy  harmonizing  name. 

4  With  calmly  reverential  joy, 
O  let  us  all  our  lives  employ 

In  setting  forth  Thy  love ; 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


And  raise  in  death  our  triumph  higher, 
And  sing,  with  all  the  heavenly  choir, 
That  endless  song  above. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

59      With  Joy  we  Lift  Our  Eyes.      S.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 
To  those  bright  realms,  above, 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  Love. 

2  Before  Thy  throne  we  bow, 

O  Thou  almighty  King  ; 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  While  in  thy  house  we  kneel, 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  Thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

4  Lord,  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  ■ 
Nor  from  Thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

Thomas  Jervis. 

Q0   Stand  Up,  and  Bless  the  Lord.     S.  M. 

TAND  up,  and  Bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  His  choice; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord,  your  God, 

With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 


s 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  His  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame, 

From  his  Own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought  ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  His  salvation  ours  ; 
Then  be  His  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  His  glorious  name, 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 

James  Montgomery. 


61 


Redeeming  Grace.  S.  M. 

FATHER,  in  Whom  we  live, 
In  Whom  we  are  and  move, 
All  glory,  power  and  praise  receive, 
For  thy  creating  love. 

2  O  Thou  incarnate  Word, 

Let  all  Thy  ransomed  race 
Unite  in  thanks,  with  one  accord, 
For  thy  redeeming  grace. 

3  Spirit  of  holiness, 

Let  all  thy  saints  adore 

52 


62 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Thy  sacred  gifts,  and  join  to  bless 
Thy  heart-renewing  power.. 

The  grace  on  man  bestowed, 
Ye  heavenly  choirs,  proclaim, 

And  cry,  Salvation  to  our  God  ! 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  ! 

Rev,  Charles  Wesley. 

Looking  to  Jesus.  S.  M. 

JESUS,  we  look  to  Thee, 
Thy  promised  presence  claim ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  Thy  name. 

2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove  ; 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

3  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

4.   We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  Thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

5   Present  we  know  Thou  art, 
But,  O  Thyself  reveal  ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 
Thy  mighty  comfort  feel. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


O  may  Thy  quickening  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove  ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 

In  hope  of  perfect  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


63 


Awake  and  Sinz.  S.  M. 


AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  His  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  His  rising  power  ; 
Sing  how  He  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  He  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  Him  say, 

Ye  blessed  children,  come  ; 
Soon  will  He  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

5  There  shall  each  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

Rev.   William  Hammond 

54 


64 
B 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

The  Pure  in  Heart.  S.  M. 


LEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 


2  The  Lord  Who  left  the  heavens, 

Our  life  and  peace  to  bring, 
To  dwell  in  lowliness  with  men, 
Their  Pattern  and  their  King, — 

3  He  to  the  lowly  soul 

Doth  still  Himself  impart ; 
And  for  His  dwelling  and  His  throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

4  Lord,  we  thy  presence  seek  ; 

May  ours  this  blessing  be  : 
Give  us  a  pure  and  lowly  heart, 
A  temple  meet  for  Thee. 

Rev.  John  Keble. 


65 


Abide  With  Me.    8,  7,  8,  7,  U. 


TARRY,  with  me,  O  my  Saviour  ! 
For  the  day  is  passing  by  ; 
See  !  the  shades  of  evening  gather, 

And  the  night  is  drawing  nigh. 
Deeper,  deeper  grow  the  shadows, 

Paler  now  the  glowing  west, 
Swift  the  night  of  death  advances  ; 
Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest? 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Lonely  seems  the  vale  of  shadow  j 

Sinks  my  heart  with  troubled  fear 
Give  me  faith  for  clearer  vision, 

Speak  Thou,  Lord,  in  words  of  cheer. 
Let  me  hear  thy  voice  behind  me, 

Calming  all  these  wild  alarms  ; 
Let  me,  underneath  my  weakness, 

Feel  the  everlasting  arms. 

Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord,  I  cast  myself  on  Thee  ; 
Tarry  with  me  through  the  darkness  ; 

While  I  sleep,  still  watch  by  me. 
Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour  ! 

Lay  my  head  upon  Thy  breast 
Till  the  morning  ;  then  awake  me — 

Morning  of  eternal  rest  ! 

Mrs.  Caroline  L.  Smith. 


66 
H 


Holy ',  Holy,  Holy.      n,  12,  12,  10. 

OLY,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  songs  shall 
rise  to  Thee  ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

Holy,  holy,  holy!   all  the  saints  adore  Thee! 

Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around 
the  glassy  sea  ; 

Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  be- 
fore Thee, 

Which  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shalt  be. 
56 


PRAYER  AND   PRAISE. 

3  Holy,    holy,    holy  !     though   the   darkness 

hide  Thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  Thy  glory 

may  not  see  ; 
Only  Thou  art  holy ;    there  is  none  beside 

Thee 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy  !   Lord,  God  Almighty  ! 
All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  name,    in 

earth  and  sky  and  sea  ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy  !  merciful  and  mighty  ; 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber. 


67 


Like  a  Little  Child.  7,  7. 


Q 


UIET  Lord,  my  froward  heart ; 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 

Make  me  as  a  little  child, 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 

Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  Thee. 

What  Thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 
Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 

What  to-morrow  may  betide, 
Calmly  to  Thy  wisdom  leave  ; 

'Tis  enough  that  Thou  wilt  care  ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear? 

As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 


Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone  : — 
Let  me  thus  with  Thee  abide, 

As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


68 


The  Throne  of  Grace.  S.  M. 


BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace! 
The  promise  calls  me  near, 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  Thy  love ; 
That  we  may  serve  Thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  Thee  above. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith  ; 

Co-iform  my  will  to  Thine  ; 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

4  If  Thou  these  blessings  give, 

And  Thou  our  portion  be, 
All  worldly  joys  we'll  gladly  leave, 
To  find  our  heaven  in  Thee. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


69 
M 


All  in  All. 


Y  God,  My  life,  my  love  ! 
To  Thee,  to  Thee  I  call ; 
I  cannot  live  if  Thou  remove, 
For  Thou  Art  all  in  all. 

58 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

c  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 
'Tis  Paradise  when  Thou  art  here  ; 
If  Thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 

How  amiable  they  are  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  Thine  embrace, 
And  nowhere  else  but  there. 

4  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  His  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

5  Thou  art  the  Sea  of  Love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll ; 
The  Circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  Center  of  my  soul. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


70 


Abounding  Grace.  S.  M. 


FATHER  !  I  own  Thy  voice, 
I  seek  Thy  loving  face ; 
The  fountain  of  my  sweetest  joys 
Is  Thine  abounding  grace. 

2   Saviour  !  I  cling  to  Thee, 
Thou  Victor  in  the  strife  ; 
Thy  blood-paid  ransom  set  me  free, 
My  peace,  my  Hope,  my  Life. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

3  Father  !  behold  Thy  child  ; 

Guide  me,  and  guard  from  ill ; 
In  dangers  thick,  through  deserts  wild, 
Be  my  Protector  still. 

4  Saviour  !  gird  me  with  power 

For  Thee  the  cross  to  bear  ; 
Victorious  in  temptations  hour, 
Safe  from  the  secret  snare. 

5  Ancient  of  days  !  to  Thee 

By  love  celestial  drawn, 
My  soul  Thy  majesty  shall  see, 
And  greet  its  glory's  dawn. 

Rev.  Samuel  Wilcott. 

"71  Lead  Me.  8,  7,  D. 

LEAD  me,  O  my  Father,  lead  me, 
All  along  this  desert  way ; 
And  with  heavenly  manna  feed  me, 

As  I  journey  day  by  day. 
Let  Thy  glorious  presence  lighten 

All  the  darkness  of  the  way, 
Till  this  earthly  life  shall  brighten 
Into  endless  perfect  day. 

2   Thou  art  rich  in  grace  and  blessing; 

All  the  stores  of  heaven  are  Thine; 
And  in  Thee  all  good  possessing, 

I  rejoice  that  Thou  art  mine. 
Though  my  pilgrim  way  be  dreary, 

And  my  journey  hard  and  long, 
Thou  canst  make  it  bright  and  cheery, 

And  all  jubilant  with  song. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

Keep  my  heart  from  sad  repining, 

With  the  joy  that  is  in  Thee; 
And,  amid  the  darkness  shining, 

Let  me  still  Thy  presence  see. 
So  my  life  shall  tell  the  story 

Of  Thy  faithful  loving  care, 
Till  I  see  Thee  in  Thy  glory, 

And  Thy  heavenly  kingdom  share. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


72 


Holy,   Holy,   Holy.  8,  7,  D. 

ROUND  the  Lord,  in  glory  seated, 
Cherubim  and  seraphim 
Filled  his  temple,  and  repeated 

Each  to  each  the  alternate  hymn  : 
Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 
Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored ; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

2  Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing ; 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry, 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  singing, 

Lord  of  Hosts,  the  Lord  Most  High. 
With  His  seraph  train  before  Him, 

With  His  holy  Church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  Him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow  : 

3  Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven, 

Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored  : 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 


PRAYER  AND  PRAI3E. 

Thus  Thy  glorious  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  the  angels'  cry, 
Holy,  holy,  holy !  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  of  hosts  Most  High. 

Bishop  Richard  Mant. 


Jehovah  Reig?is  !  L.  M. 


73 

JEHOVAH  reigns  !  His  throne  is  high; 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty; 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe ; 
His  justice  guards  His  holy  law; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face ; 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  His  works  His  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs ; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfill 
The  noblest  counsels  of  His  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join ; 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


74 


God  is   Good. 


GREAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  Thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  Thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth 

62 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  Thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  Thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  He  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  Shield,  He  guards  our  way 
From  all  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory,  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


75 


The  Praises  of  Jehovah.         L.  M. 


SERVANTS  of  God,  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

2  Blest  be  that  name,  supremely  blest, 
From  the  sun's  rising  to  its  rest ; 
Above  the  heavens  His  power  is  known, 
Through  all  the  earth  His  goodness  shown. 

3  Who  is  like  God?  so  great,  so  high, 
He  bows  Himself  to  view  the  sky ; 
And  yet,  with  condescending  grace, 
Looks  down  upon  the  human  race. 

63 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

4  He  hears  the  uncomplaining  moan 
Of  those  who  sit  and  weep  alone  ; 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust; 
In  Him  the  poor  may  safely  trust. 

5  O  then,  aloud,  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

James  Montgomery. 


76 


Universal  Praise.  L.  M. 


FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  Thy  mercies  Lord  ; 
Eternal  Truth  attends  Thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals  bring  ; 
In  songs  of  praise  Divinely  sing : 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim  : 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name. 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song  : 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong  ; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 
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PRAYER  AND  PRAISE. 

J  J        Praise  the  Universal  King.       L.  M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  He  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  His  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  Thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  Thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  Thy  command ; 

Vast  as  eternity  Thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

J  r\  The  Heavenly  Orbs  Praising  God.    L.  M . 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

6S 


GOD  THE  FATHER. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 

4  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball? 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found? 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorous  voice  ; 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shine, 
The  hand  that  made  us  is  Divine. 

Joseph  Addison. 


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The  Love  of  God.  C.  M. 


THOU  grace  Divine,  encircling  all, 
A  soundless,  shoreless  sea, 
Wherein  at  last  our  souls  shall  fall, 
O  love  of  God,  most  free  ! 

2  And  though  we  turn  us  from  Thy  face, 

And  wander  wide  and  long, 
Still  are  we  held  in  Thine  embrace, 
O  love  of  God,  most  strong  ! 

3  The  saddened  heart,  the  restless  soul, 

The  toil-worn  frame  and  mind, 

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GOD  THE  FATHER. 

Alike  confess  Thy  sweet  control, 
O  love  of  God,  most  kind  ! 

4  But  not  alone  Thy  care  we  claim 

Our  wayward  steps  to  win ; 
We  know  Thee  by  a  dearer  name, 
O  love  of  God,  within  ! 

5  And  filled  and  quickened  by  Thy  breath, 

Our  souls  are  strong  and  free 
To  rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  death, 
O  love  of  God,  to  Thee  ! 

Eliza  Scudder 


80 

0 


God  our  Refuge.  C.  M. 


GOD,  our  Help  in  ages  past, 

Our  Hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  Shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  Eternal  Home  ! 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  Thy  throne 

Still  may  we  dwell  secure  ; 
Sufficient  is  Thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  A  thousand  ages  in  Thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

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GOD  THE  FATHER. 


O  God,  our  Help  in  ages  past, 

Our  Hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  Thou  our  Guide  while  life  shall  last, 

And  our  Eternal  Home  ! 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


81 


The  Father's  Love. 


OHOW  I  fear  Thee,  living  God  ! 
With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 
And  worship  Thee  with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears. 

2  Yet  I  may  love  Thee,  too,  O  Lord  ! 

Almighty  as  Thou  art, 
For  Thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  Thee, 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  Thou  hast  done, 
With  me,  Thy  sinful  child. 

4  Father  of  Jesus  !  love's  Reward  ! 

What  rapture  will  it  be 
Prostrate  before  Thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze  and  gaze  on  Thee  ! 

Rev.  Frederick  IV.  Faber 


82 
G 


God  is  Love. 


OD  is  love;  His  mercy  brightens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 

Bliss  He  wakes  and  woe  He  lightens ; 
God  is  Wisdom,  God  is  Love. 

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GOD  THE  FATHER. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays  and  ages  move ; 
But  His  mercy  waneth  never ; 
God  is  Wisdom,  God  is  Love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  His  changeless  goodness  prove ; 
From  the  gloom  His  brightness  streameth  ; 
God  is  Wisdom,  God  is  Love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Everywhere  His  glory  shineth; 
God  is  Wisdom,  God  is  Love. 

Sir  John  Bowring. 

Ojj      The  Breath  of  God's  Love.        8,  7. 

THERE'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy, 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea ; 
There's  a  kindness  in  His  justice, 
Which  is  more  than  liberty. 

2  There  is  welcome  for  the  sinner, 

And  more  graces  for  the  good ; 
There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 
There  is  healing  in  His  blood. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 

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GOD  THE  FATHER. 

If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 
We  should  take  Him  at  His  word; 

And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 

Rev.  Frederick  W.  Faber. 


84 
0 


Blessings  Received.  8,  7. 

MY  soul,  bless  thou  Jehovah, 

All  within  me,  bless  His  name ; 
Bless  Jehovah,  and  forget  not 
All  His  mercies  to  proclaim. 

2  Who  forgives  all  thy  transgressions, 

Thy  diseases  all  Who  heals ; 
Who  redeems  thee  from  destruction, 
Who  with  thee  so  kindly  deals. 

3  Who  with  tender  mercies  crowns  thee, 

Who  with  good  things  fills  thy  mouth, 
So  that  even  like  the  eagle 

Thou  hast  been  restored  to  youth. 

4  In  His  righteousness,  Jehovah 

Will  deliver  those  distressed; 
He  will  execute  just  judgment 

In  the  cause  of  all  oppressed.  Anon. 


85 


God's  Power.  C.  M. 


THERE  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale, 
A  tongue  in  every  flower, 
Which  tells,  O  Lord,  the  wondrous  tale 
Of  Thy  almighty  power. 


GOD  THE  FATHER. 

2  The  birds,  that  rise  on  quivering  wing, 

Proclaim  their  Maker's  praise, 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring 
To  Thee  an  anthem  raise. 

3  Shall  I  be  mute,  great  God,  alone 

'Midst  nature's  loud  acclaim? 
Shall  not  my  heart,  with  answering  tone, 
Breathe  forth  Thy  holy  name  ? 

4  All  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine, 

Nature  shall  cease  to  be ; 
Thou  gavest — proof  of  love  Divine — 

Immortal  life  to  me.  Mrs.  Amelia  Opie. 


86 


God's   Goodness.  C.  M. 


LET  every  tongue  Thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ! 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  Thou  knowest  the  pains  Thy  servants  feel  \ 

Thou  hear'st  Thy  children's  cry ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfill, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

3  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere ; 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

4  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  Thy  praise, 

And  spread  Thy  name  abroad ; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 

The  honors  of  their  God.      Rev.  Isaac  Wails. 


GOD  THE  FATHER. 

Q7  Our   God.  8,  8,  6. 

THOU  God  of  power,  Thou  God  of  love, 
Whose  glory  fills  the  realms  above, 
Whose  praises  angels  sing, 
And  veil  their  faces  while  they  cry, 
Thrice  holy,  to  their  God  Most  High, 
Thrice  holy,  to  their  King. 

2  Thee  as  our  God  we  too  would  claim, 
And  bless  the  Saviour's  precious  name, 
Through  Whom  this  grace  is  given : 
He  bore  the  curse  to  sinners  due, 

He  forms  their  ruined  souls  anew, 
And  makes  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

3  The  veil  that  hides  Thy  glory  rend, 
And  here  in  saving  power  descend, 
And  fix  Thy  blest  abode ; 

Here  to  our  hearts  Thyself  reveal, 

And  let  each  waiting  spirit  feel 

The  presence  of  our  God.  John  Walker. 


88 


Father  of  Glory!  C.  M. 


10 


FATHER  of  glory  !  to  Thy  nam* 
Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2   Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  Thine  anger  cease  ; 
Our  lives  He  ransomed  with  His  own, 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 


GOD  THE  FATHER. 


To  Thy  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  Thee, 

And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


89 
M 


The  Wonderful  God.  C.  M. 

Y  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art  ! 
Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
How  beautiful  Thy  mercy-seat 
In  depths  of  burning  light ! 

2  How  dread  are  Thine  eternal  years, 

O  everlasting  Lord, 
By  prostrate  spirits,  day  and  night, 
Incessantly  adored  ! 

3  How  beautiful,  how  beautiful, 

The  sight  of  Thee  must  be, 
Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power, 
And  awful  purity ! 

Rev.  Frederick  W.  Faber. 

90  J°y  t0  the  World.  C.  M. 

JOY  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  Him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  : 
Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While   fields   and   floods,   rocks,   hills   and 
plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST- 

No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 
Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 

He  comes  to  make  His  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  His  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  His  love. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


91 
H 


The  Promised  Saviour.  C.  M. 


ARK,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promised  long ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes  the  prisoner  to  release 

In  Satan's  bondage  held ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  Him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  His  grace, 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


92 


The  Prince  of  Peace.  C.  M. 

O  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 

Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

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INCARNATION  AND  BIRTH. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

For  evermore  adored; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

3  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  His  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

Rev.  John  Moris  on. 

y^3  The  Birth  of  Jesus.  n,   10. 

BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  Thine 
aid; 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  His  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shin- 

ing; 
Low  lies  His  head  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall ; 
Angels  adore  Him,  in  slumber  reclining; 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  Him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom  and  offerings  Divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain  and  pearls  of  the 

ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the 

mine? 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  His  favor  secure  ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the 

poor.  Bishop  Reginald  Heber . 

y4"         The  Morning  Has  Come.         n,   10. 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion  !  awake  from  thy  sad- 
ness : 
Wake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no 
more ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of 
gladness ; 
Rise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  sub- 

dued them, 
And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier 

far; 
They  fled  like  the  chaff  from   the  scourge 

that  pursued  them ; 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots 

of  war ! 

3  Daughter    of    Zion !   the   Power  that  hath 

saved  thee, 

Praised  with  the  harp   and  the  timbrel 
should  be  : 
Shout !   for  the  foe  is    destroyed  that  en- 
slaved thee  ; 

Darkness    is    vanquished,    and    Zion   is 
free  !  Anon. 

76 


95 


INCARNATION  AND  BIRTH. 

The  Ans;el  Song.  C.  M.  D. 


IT  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 
That  glorious  song  of  old, 
From  angels  bending  near  the  earth 

To  touch  the  harps  of  gold ; 
"  Peace  on  earth,  good  will  to  men, 

From  heaven's  all  gracious  King." 
The  world  in  solemn  stillness  lay, 
To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

2  Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come; 

With  peaceful  wings  unfurled, 
And  still  their  heavenly  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world  : 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  hovering  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel-sounds 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  O  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 

Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 
Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way 

With  painful  steps  and  slow ; 
Look  now,  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing  ; 
O  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing. 

4  For  lo,  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophet-bards  foretold, 
When  with  the  ever-circling  years 
Comes  round  the  age  of  gold  ; 

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THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

When  peace  shall  over  all  the  earth 

Its  ancient  splendors  fling, 
And  the  whole  world  give  back  the  song 

Which  now  the  angels  sing. 

Rev.  Edmund  II.  Sears. 

QQ  The  Heavenly  Choir.  C.  M.  1). 

CALM  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 
Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
AVhere  wild  Judea  stretches  forth 

Her  silver-mantled  plains  ; 
•Celestial  choirs  from  courts  above 

Shed  sacred  glories  there  ; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

2  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply, 
And  greet  from  all  their  holy  heights 

The  Day-spring  from  on  high  : 
O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm  ; 
And  Sharon  waves  in  solemn  praise 

Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

3  Glory  to  God  !  the  lofty  strain 

The  realm  of  ether  fills 
How  sweeps  the  song  of  solemn  joy 

O'er  Judah's  sacred  hills  ! 
Glory  to  God  !  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring  : 
11  Peace  on  the  earth  ;  good  will  to  men, 

From  heaven's  eternal  King." 

Rev.  Edmund  H.  Sears. 

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97 
W 


INCARNATION  AND  BIRTH. 

Glad  Tidings  of  Great  Joy.     C.  M. 

HILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by 

night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "Fear  not/'  said  he  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind), 
"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
A  Saviour,  Who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God,  and  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song  : 

6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
Good  will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease." 

Nahum   Tate. 


98 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

All  Praise  to   Thee.  L;  M. 


ALL  praise  to  Thee,  eternal  Lord  ! 
Clothed  in  a  garb  of  flesh  and  blood, 
Choosing  a  manger  for  Thy  throne, 
While  worlds  on  worlds  are  Thine  alone. 

2  Thou  comest  in  the  darksome  night 
To  make  us  children  of  the  light, 
To  make  us,  in  the  realms  Divine, 

Like  Thine  Own  angels  round  Thee  shine. 

3  All  this  for  us  Thy  love  hath  done ; 
By  this  to  Thee  our  love  is  won; 
For  this  we  tune  our  cheerful  lays, 

And  shout  our  thanks  in  ceaseless  praise. 

Martin  Luther. 


99 

W 


The  Star  of  Bethleheni.         L.  M. 

HEN  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark. 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The    wind    that    tossed    my   foundering 
bark. 

3  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze; 

Death-struck  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


INCARNATION  AND  BIRTH. 

4  It  was  my  Guide,  my  Light,  my  All ; 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

Henry  Kirke  White. 
100  Glory    in    the   High*st-         8>    7>    D- 

HARK  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo  !  the  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 

Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 
Listen  to  the  wondrous  story 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  : 
Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ; 
Glory  be  to  God  Most  High  ! 

2  Peace  on  earth,  good  will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven; 

Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 
Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  His  glory  sing ! 
Glad  receive  Whom  God  appointed 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 

3  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  Him  ; 

Learn  His  name,  and  taste  His  joy; 
Till  in  heaven  you  sing  before  Him. 

Glory  be  to  God  Most  High ! 
Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth, 
Spread  the  brightness  of  His  glory, 

Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 

Rev.  John  Cawood. 
8i 


101 

w 


THE  LORD  JKSUS  CHRIST— 

Jesus'    Tenderness.  C.  M. 

ITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
It  melts  with  pitying  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  He  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  His  cries  and  tears ; 
And,  in  His  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame ; 
The  bruised  reed  He  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  His  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  every  trying  hour. 

Rev.  Isaac  Walts. 


102 
T 


The  Saviour's  Endless  Charms.    C.  M. 


HE  Saviour  !  O  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 

Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 


LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  Divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
.  And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  O  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine  ! 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  1 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  Thee  mine  ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  Thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  Thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Sacrifice, 
My  Saviour  and  my  All. 

A?ine  Steele. 


103  The  Way> the  Truth> the  Life-  c- M- 

THOU  art  the  Way :  to  Thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  Him,  Lord,  by  Thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  :  Thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  :  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  Thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  Thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

83 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  : 
Grant  us  that  Way  to  know, 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

Bishop  George  W.  Donne. 


104 


The  Dear  Redeemer.  C.  M. 


THOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
I  love  to  hear  of  Thee ; 
No  music's  like  Thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  O  let  me  ever  hear  Thy  voice 

In  mercy  to  me  speak  ; 
In  Thee,  my  Priest,  will  I  rejoice, 
And  Thy  salvation  seek. 

3  My  Jesus  shall  be  still  my  theme, 

While  in  this  world  I  stay  ; 

I'll  sing  my  Jesus'  lovely  name 

When  all  things  else  decay. 

s  When  I  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 
With  all  Thy  favored  throng, 
Then  will  I  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  my  song. 

Rev.  John  Cennick. 


105 


Coronation  Hy??in.  C.  M. 


LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
-     Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

s4 


LIFE  AND  CHARACTER. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 
Hail  Him  Who  saves  you  by  His  grace, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall  ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 

We  at  His  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Rev.  Edward  Perronet. 

|(jQ       The  Sweet  Name  of  Jesus.       C.  M. 

OW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 


H 


2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name  !  the  Rock  on  which  I  build  ; 

My  Shield  and  Hiding-place  ; 

85 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

My  never  failing  Treasure  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

Jesus  !  my  Shepherd,  Brother,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


107 


The  Riches  of  Jesus.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  name  high  over  all, 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky  ; 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  name  to  sinners  given; 
It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear ; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Jesus  the  prisoner's  fetters  breaks, 

And  bruises  Satan's  head  . 
Power  into  strengthless  souls  He  speaks, 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  His  grace  : 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

5  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  may  but  gasp  His  name  ! 
Preach  Him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  ! 

Rev.  Char'es  Wesley. 

86 


108 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH. 

The  Suffering  Saviour.  CM. 

ALAS  !   and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ! 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ° 

2  Was  it  for  crimes,  that  I  have  done, 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  ;  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  His  dear  cross  appears  : 
Dissolve,  my  heart,  in  thankfulness ; 

And  melt,  mine  eyes,  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Rez>.  Isaac  Walts. 


109 


The  Crucified  Saviour.  C.  M. 


BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 
How  vast  the  love  that  Him  inclined, 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 

87 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

2  Hark,  how  He  groans,  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ! 
The  temple's  vail  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done  !   the  precious  ransom's  paid  ! 

Receive  my  soul,  He  cries ; 
See  where  He  bows  His  sacred  head ; 
He  bows  His  head  and  dies. 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  Thine  ? 

Rev.  Samuel  Wesley. 

110  The  Reigning  Jesus.  CM. 

JESUS,  the  Lord  of  glory,  died, 
That  we  might  never  die ; 
And  now  He  reigns  supreme,  to  guide 
His  people  to  the  sky. 

2  Weak  though  we  are,  He  still  is  near 

To  lead,  console,  defend ; 

In  all  our  sorrow,  all  our  fear, 

Our  all-sufficient  Friend. 

3  From  His  high  throne  in  bliss  He  deigns 

Our  every  prayer  to  heed; 
Bears  with  our  folly,  soothes  our  pains, 
Supplies  our  every  need. 

4  And  from  His  love's  exhaustless  spring. 

Joys  like  a  river  come, 
To  make  the  desert  bloom  and  sing, 
O'er  which  we  travel  home. 

88 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH. 

O  Jesus,  there  is  none  like  Thee, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  Lord; 
Through  earth  and  heaven  exalted  be, 

Beloved,  obeyed,  adored. 

Baptist  W.  Noel. 


Ill 

w 


The  Wondrous  Cross.  C.  M. 


HEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save- in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God. 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  His  blood. 

See,  from  His  head,  His  hands,  His  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down : 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  Divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


The  Holy  Cross.  C.  M. 


112 

LORD  Jesus,  when  we  stand  afar 
And  gaze  upon  Thy  holy  cross, 
In  love  of  Thee  and  scorn  of  self, 
O  may  we  count  the  world  as  loss. 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

2  When  we  behold  Thy  bleeding  wounds, 

And  the  rough  way  that  Thou  hast  trod, 
Make  us  to  hate  the  load  of  sin 
That  lay  so  heavy  on  our  God. 

3  O  holy  Lord,  uplifted  high, 

With  outstretched  arms,  in  mortal  woe, 
Embracing  in  Thy  wondrous  love 
The  sinful  world  that  lies  below. 

4  Give  us  an  ever-living  faith 

To  gaze  beyond  the  things  we  see  \ 
And,  in  the  mystery  of  Thy  death, 
Draw  us  and  all  men  unto  Thse. 

Bishop  William  W.  How. 


113 
I 


The  Agonizing  Saviour.  C.  M. 


SAW  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agony  and  blood, 
Who  fixed  His  languid  eyes  on  me, 

As  near  His  cross  I  stood. 

Sure,  never  to  my  latest  breath, 

Can  I  forget  that  look : 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  His  death, 

Though  not  a  word  He  spoke. 

My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 
And  plunged  me  in  despair : 

I  saw  my  sins  His  blood  had  spilt, 
And  helped  to  nail  Him  there. 

A  second  look  He  gave,  which  said, 

I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  Thy  ransom  paid : 

I  die  that  thou  mayest  live. 

9° 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH. 

5  Thus,  while  His  death  my  sin  displays 
In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon,  too. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


114 
'T 


The  Atoning  Christ.  L.  M. 


IS  midnight;   and  on  Olive's  brow 

The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone : 

'Tis  midnight;  in  the  garden,  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight ;   and,  from  all  removed, 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears. 
E'en  the  disciple  that  He  loved 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight;   and,  for  others'  guilt, 

The  Man  of  Sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 
Yet  He,  Who  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 
Is  not  forsaken  by  His  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight;     from  the  heavenly  plains 

Is  born  the  song  that  angels  know ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 

That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 
Rev.   William  B.  Tappan. 

115      He  Died  that  We  MiSht  Live.    L.  M. 


F 


ROM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard, 
A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry ; 

My  Saviour,  every  mournful  word 
Bespeaks  Thy  soul's  deep  agony. 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 

On  Thee,  Thou  spotless,  holy  One ! 
And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace, 

These  Thou  couldst  bear,  nor  once  repine ; 
But  when  Jehovah  veiled  His  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  Thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  it's  silence  break ; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky ; 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake  ! 
He  died,  that  we  might  never  die. 

5  Lord!   on  Thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye; 

If  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 
O  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 

Melt  and  reclaim  my  wandering  soul. 

Rev.  John  W.  Cunninghavi. 


116 
'T 


'Tis  Finished.  L.  M. 


IS  finished  !   so  the  Saviour  cried, 

And  meekly  bowed  His  head  and  died; 
'Tis  finished !  yes,  the  race  is  run; 
The  battle  fought;  the  victory  won. 

'Tis  finished  !   all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old; 
And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

'Tis  finished !   Son  of  God,  Thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour; 


H 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH. 

And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  Thee. 

4  'Tis  finished!  let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round; 
'Tis  finished ;  let  the  triumph  rise 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

Rev.  Samuel  Stennett. 

J  J  J      The  Friend  of  Sinners  Dies.    L.  M.  D. 

E  dies !   the  friend  of  sinners  dies ; 
Lo  !   Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies; 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground; 
Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  Him  Who  groaned  beneath  your  load; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man ! 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  : 

Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again! 
The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb : 

In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  him  rise : 
Cherub  legions  guard  Him  home, 

And  shout  Him,  Welcome  to  the  skies ! 

Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  your  great  Deliverer  reigns : 

Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains ! 

Say,  Live  forever,  wondrous  King ! 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ! 
Then  ask  the  monster,  Where's  thy  sting? 
And,  Where's  thy  victory,  boastinggrave? 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


118 
H 


It  is  Finished. 


ARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  vails  the  sky : 

"It  is  finished!" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finished  ! — O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford  ; 

Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord  : 

"It  is  finished  !" 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finished  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law; 
Finished  all  that  God  has  promised, 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe  : 
"It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 

4  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven,- 
Join  to  praise  Emmanuel's  name  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

Rev.  Jonathan  Evans. 


119 


RESURRECTION  AND  EXALTATION. 

Dark  Gethse??iane.  7,  7. 

O  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  Him  one  bitter  hour ; 
Turn  not  from  His  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

Follow  to  the  judgment-hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned. 
O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

O  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained  ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  Him  to  bear  the  cross. 

Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There,  adoring  at  His  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  Own  sacrifice  complete  : 
"It  is  finished  !  "  hear  Him  cry; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

Early  hasten  to  the  tomb 

Where  they  laid  His  breathless  clay  ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom ; 

Who  hath  taken  him  away? 
Christ  is  risen  ;  He  meets  our  eyes. 
Saviour  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

James  Montgomery 


120 
0 


O  Sacred  Head.  7,  6. 

SACRED  head  now  wounded, 
With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down ; 

95 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

Now  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns,  Thine  only  crown; 

O  sacred  head,  what  glory, 
With  bliss  till  now  was  Thine  ! 

Yet  though  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  Thee  mine. 

What  Thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain: 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain; 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour ! 

'Tis  I  deserve  Thy  place  ; 
Look  on  me  with  Thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  Thy  grace. 

What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  thank  Thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this,  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end? 
O  make  me  Thine  forever; 

And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never, 

Outlive  my  love  to  Thee. 

Be  near  me  when  I'm  dying, 

O  show  Thy  cross  to  me; 
And  for  my  succor  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free : 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move; 
For  he  who  dies  believing 

Dies  safely,  through  Thy  love. 

Bernard  of  Clairvanx. 

96 


RESURRECTION  AND  EXALTATION. 

\^\      The  Glorious  Cross  of  Christ.      8,  7. 

IN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gather  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me : 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

Sir  John  Bowring. 

J  ^  £         The  Victorious  Christ.         6,  6,  4. 

RISE,  glorious  Conqueror  rise, 
Into  Thy  native  skies  ; 
Assume  Thy  right; 
And  where  in  many  a  fold, 
The  clouds  are  backward  rolled, 
Pass  through  the  gates  of  gold, 
And  reign  in  light. 
97 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

Victor  o'er  death  and  hell, 
Cherubic  legions  swell 

Thy  radiant  train. 
Praises  all  heaven  inspire ; 
Each  angel  sweeps  his  lyre, 
And  waves  his  wings  of  fire, 

Thou  Lamb  once  slain. 

Enter,  incarnate  God ! 

No  feet  but  Thine  have  trod 

The  serpent  down. 
Blow  the  full  trumpets,  blow  ! 
Wider  yon  portals  throw! 
Saviour  triumphant,  go, 

And  take  Thy  crown  ! 

Lion  of  Judah,  hail  ! 
And  let  Thy  name  prevail 

From  age  to  age. 
Lord  of  the  rolling  years, 
Claim  For  Thine  Own  the  spheres, 
For  Thou  hast  bought  with  tears 

Thy  heritage.  Matthew  Bridges. 


123 
T 


The  Lord  is  Risen  Indeed !      S.  M. 

HE  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ! 

And  are  the  tidings  true? 
Yes,  we  beheld  the  Saviour  bleed, 

And  saw  Him  living,  too. 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ! 

Then  Justice  asks  no  more  ; 
Mercy  and  Truth  are  now  agreed, 

Who  stood  opposed  before. 


RESURRECTION  AND  EXALTATION. 

3  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ! 

Then  is  His  work  performed ; 

The  mighty  Captive  now  is  freed, 

And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 

4  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ! 

Attending  angels,  hear  ! 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

Rev.   Thomas  IV.  Kelly. 

1^4    The  Matchless  Name  of  Jesus.     6,  8. 

JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  His  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  shall  bless  Thy  name  ; 
By  Thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  my  salvation  came  : 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  His  blood  and  died ; 
The  guilty  conscience  needs 

No  sacrifice  beside: 
His  precious  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

The  Worthy  Lamb.  C.  M. 

OME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne ; 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 


125 

C 


2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  He  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  Divine; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  Thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


126 
T 


The  Crowned  Jesus.  C.  M. 

HE  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns 

Is  crowned  with  glory  now; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 

The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2   The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords, 
Is  to  our  Jesus  given, 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords  ; 
He  reigns  o'er  earth  and  heaven  : 


RESURRECTION  AND  EXALTATION. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  He  manifests  His  love, 
And  grants  His  name  to  know. 

4  To  them,  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given  \ 
Their  name,  an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy,  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  Him  above  ; 
Their  everlasting  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  His  love. 

Rev.   Thomas  Kelly. 


YL1 
0 


Jesus  Our  King.  CM. 


JESUS,  King  most  wonderful, 

Thou  Conqueror  renowned, 
Thou  sweetness  most  ineffable, 
In  Whom  all  joys  are  found  ! 

2  When  once  Thou  visitest  the  heart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine, 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart, 
Then  kindles  love  Divine. 

3  O  Jesus,  Light  of  all  below, 

Thou  Fount  of  life  and  fire, 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know, 
And  all  we  can  desire  ! 

4  May  every  tongue  confess  Thy  name  • 

May  all  Thy  love  adore  ; 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

And,  seeking  Thee,  themselves  inflame 
To  seek  Thee  more  and  more. 

5   Thee  may  our  hearts  forever  bless  j 
Thee  may  we  love  alone  ; 
And  ever  in  our  lives  express 
The  image  of  Thine  Own. 

Bernardo/  Clairvaux. 


128 
H 


The  Great  Redeemer  Lives.      L.  M. 

E  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ! 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ! 
And  now,  before  His  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merits  of  His  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice  armed  with  frowns  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts  ! 
Above  our  fear,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise, 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  His  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend  ! 
On  Him  our  humble  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never -fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads  and  must  prevail. 

Anne  Steele. 


129 


RESURRECTION  AND  EXALTATION. 

The  Lord  Remember  Us.        C.  M. 


THE  Lord  of  life  with  glory  crowned, 
On  heaven's  exalted  throne, 
Forgets  not  those,  for  whom  on  earth 
He  heaved  His  dying  groan. 

2   His  greatness  now  no  tongue  of  man 
Or  seraph  bright  can  tell  • 
Yet  still  the  chief  of  all  His  joys, 
That  souls  are  saved  from  hell. 

N  3  Join,  all  ye  saints  beneath  the  sky, 
Your  grateful  praise  to  give  ; 
Sing  loud  hosannas  to  His  name, 
With  Whom  you  too  shall  live. 

Rev.  Ralph  Wardlazv. 

l^JVj  Crown  Him.  8,  7,  4,  7. 

LOOK,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious  \ 
See  the  Man  of  Sorrows  now ; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  Him  shall  bow : 

Crown  Him,    crown  Him  ! 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  Him; 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings ; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  Him 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings ; 

Crown  Him,  crown  Him  ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  Him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim ; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  Him, 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

Own  His  title,  praise  His  name: 

Crown  Him,  crown  Him; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 

Hark,  those  bursts  of  acclamation ! 

Hark,  those  loud,  triumphant  chords ! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station; 

O  what  joy  the  sight  affords ! 
Crown  Him,  crown  Him, 

King  of  kings  and  Load  of  lords. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly. 


131 

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The  Lord  is  Risen.  8,  7,  4,  7. 

OME,  ye  saints,  behold  and  wonder; 

See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay: 
He  has  burst  His  bands  asunder; 

He  has  borne  our  sins  away; 
Joyful  tidings  ! 

Yes,  the  Lord  has  risen  to-day. 

Jesus  triumphs  ;  sing  ye  praises  ; 

By  His  death  He  overcame : 
Thus  the  Lord  His  glory  raises, 

Thus  He  fills  His  foes  with  shame  : 
Sing  ye  praises  ! 

Praises  to  the  Victor's  name. 

Jesus  triumphs  ;  countless  legions 

Come  from  heaven  to  meet  their  King; 
Soon,  in  yonder  blessed  regions, 
They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing: 

Songs  eternal 
Shall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 
Rev.  Thomas  Kelly. 


132 


RESURRECTION  AND  EXALTATION. 

The  Risen  Lord  Ascends.  7,  7. 

ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away; 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 
See,  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  Saints  on  earth,  lift  up  your  eyes, — 
Now  to  glory  see  Him  rise 

In  long  triumph  through  the  sky, 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

3  Heaven  unfolds  its  portals  wide  ; 
Mighty  conqueror  !   through  them  ride  ; 
King  of  glory  !   mount  Thy  throne, 
Boundless  empire  is  Thine  own. 

Rev.  Thomas  Scott. 

j^Jj  Christ  is  Risen  To-day.  7,  7. 

CHRIST  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  ; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high  ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens ;  thou  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Fought  the  fight ;  the  battle  won  ; 
Lo,  our  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 

Lo,  He  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  Him  rise ; 
Christ  has  opened  Paradise. 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Kead ; 
Made  like  Him,  like  Him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

■  ^4"         Jesus  on  the  Throne.  8,  7,  1). 

JESUS,  hail,  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  forever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  Thee, 

Seated  at  Thy  Father's  side. 
There  for  sinners  Thou  art  pleading ; 
There  Thou  dost  our  place  prepare  ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

2   Worship,  honor,  power  and  blessing, 
Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
Help  to  chant  Immanual's  praise. 

Rev.  John  Bakewell. 


135 


Christ  Arise.  7,  7. 

CHRIST,  Whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 
Christ,  the  true,  the  only  Light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Day-spring  from  on  high,  be  near ; 
Day-star,  in  my  heart  appear. 
106 


COMING  AGAIN. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

Unaccompanied  by  Thee; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  Thy  mercy's  beams  I  see ; 
Till  Thou  inward  life  impart, 

Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart. 

3  Visit  then,  this  soul  of  mine; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  Radiancy  Divine ; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief : 
More  and  more  Thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

§36      Christ  Will  Come  Again.      8,  7,  7. 

CHRIST  is  coming  !  let  creation 
Bid  her  groans  and  travail  cease ; 
Let  the  glorious  proclamation 
Hope  restore  and  faith  increase ; 

Christ  is  coming ! 
Come,  Thou  blessed  Prince  of  Peace. 

2  Earth  can  now  but  tell  the  story 

Of  Thy  bitter  cross  and  pain ; 
She  shall  yet  behold  Thy  glory 

When  Thou  comest  back  to  reign ; 

Christ  is  coming ! 
Let  each  heart  repeat  the  strain. 

3  Long  Thy  exiles  have  been  pining, 

Far  from  rest,  and  home,  and  Thee  ; 
But,  in  heavenly  vesture  shining, 
107 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

Soon  they  shall  Thy  glory  see; 

Christ  is  coming ! 
Haste  the  joyous  jubilee, 

With  that  blessed  hope  before  us, 

Let  no  harp  remain  unstrung; 
Let  the  mighty  advent  chorus 

Onward  roll  from  tongue  to  tongue  \ 

Christ  is  coming ! 
Come,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come. 

Rev.  John  R.  Macduff. 


137 


He  Comes  With  Clouds.        8,  7,  4. 


O  !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
J     Once  for  guilty  sinners  slain; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  His  train : 

Hallelujah! 
God  appears  on  earth  to  reign. 

Every  eye  shall  now  behold  Him 
Robed  in  dreadful  majesty; 

Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  Him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  Him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

Every  island,  sea  and  mountain, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away; 

All  who  hate  Him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day; 

Come  to  judgment! 
Come  to  judgment!  come  away! 


COMING  AGAIN. 

Now  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear! 
All  His  saints,  by  man  rejected. 
Now  shall  meet  Him  in  the  air: 
Hallelujah! 

See  the  day  of  God  appear! 

Answer  Thine  Own  Bride  and  Spirit, 
Hasten,  Lord,  and  quickly  come ; 

The  new  heaven  and  earth  to  inherit 
Take  Thy  pining  exiles  home ; 

All  creation 
Travails,  groans  and  bids  Thee  come. 

Yea,  Amen !  let  all  adore  Thee, 
High  on  Thy  eternal  Throne : 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory ; 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  Thine  Own : 

O  come  quickly; 
Hallelujah  !  come,  Lord,  come. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley.     Rev.  Martin  Ma  dan. 


138 
T 


Day  of  Judgment.  L.  M. 

HE  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  ! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day? 

When  shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead  i 

109 


THE  LORD  JESUS  CHRIST— 

O  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  Thou,  O  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! 

Sir  Walter  Scott. 


139 


Day  of  Life  and  Light. 


LO,  the  day  of  Christ's  appearing, 
Day  of  life  and  day  of  light, 
Day  when  death  itself  shall  perish, 
Day  which  ne'er  shall  set  in  night. 

2  See  the  King  desired  for  ages, 

By  the  just  expected  long, 
Long  implored,  at  length  He  hasteth, 
Cometh  with  salvation  strong. 

3  O  how  past  all  utterance  happy, 

Sweet  and  joyful  it  will  be 
When  they  who,  unseen,  have  loved  Him, 
Jesus  face  to  face  shall  see  ! 

4  Blessed  then,  earth's  patient  mourners, 

Who  for  Christ  have  toiled  and  died, 
Driven  by  the  world's  rough  pressure 
In  those  mansions  to  abide ! 

5  What  will  be  the  bliss  and  rapture, 

None  can  dream  and  none  can  tell, 
There  to  reign  among  the  angels, 
In  that  heavenly  home  to  dwell. 

Mrs.  E.  Charles,  tr. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 


J^.Q    A  Prayer  for  the  Holy  Spirit.     7,  7. 

HOLY  Spirit,  Truth  Divine, 
Dawn  upon  this  soul  of  mine  ; 
Word  of  God  and  inward  Light, 
Wake  my  spirit,  clear  my  sight. 

2  Holy  Spirit,  Love  Divine, 
Glow  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Kindle  every  high  desire  ; 
Perish  self  in  Thy  pure  fire. 

3  Holy  Spirit,  Right  Divine, 
King  within  my  conscience  reign ; 
Be  my  Law,  and  I  shall  be 
Firmly  bound,  forever  free. 

Rev.  Samuel  Longfellow. 


141 


The  Holy  Sfiirifs  Grace.  7,7. 


GRACIOUS  Spirit,  Love  Divine, 
Let  Thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove  ; 
Fill  me  with  Thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  Thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God : 
Wash  me  in  His  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  Thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Let  me  never  from  Thee  stray  ; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  Divine ; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  Thine. 

John  Stocker 


142 
H 


Light,  Power  and  Joy.  F,  7. 

OLY  GHOST!  with  light  Divine, 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost  !  with  power  Divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost  !  with  joy  Divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine  ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

Rev.  Andrew  Reed. 


143 
H 


Holy  Spirit  Come. 

OLY  SPIRIT  !  gently  come, 

Raise  us  from  our  fallen  state  \ 
Fix  Thy  everlasting  home 

In  the  hearts  Thou  didst  create. 


2   Now  Thy  quickening  influence  bring, 
On  our  spirits  sweetly  move  : 
Open  every  mouth  to  sing 
Jesus'  everlasting  love. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3   Take  the  things  of  Christ,  and  show 
What  our  Lord  for  us  hath  done  ; 
May  we  God  the  Father  know 
Through  His  well-beloved  Son. 

Rev.   William  Hammond. 

J  4-4-  Holy  Spirit>  Prepare  My  Heart.  L.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind, 
And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  Thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 

A  living  spark  of  holy  fire? 
O  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame ; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 

And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see ; 
O  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  Thee. 

John  Stewart. 

14"  5  The  Apostolic  Promise.  L.  M. 

LORD,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 
The  apostolic  promise  given ; 
We  wait  the  pentecostal  powers, — 

The  Holy  Ghost  sent  down  from  heaven. 

2  Assembled  here  with  one  accord, 

Calmly  we  wait  the  promised  grace, — 
The  purchase  of  our  dying  Lord ; 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  fill  the  place. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  If  every  one  that  asks  may  find, — 

If  still  thou  dost  on  sinners  fall, — 
Come  as  a  mighty  rushing  wind; 
Great  grace  be  now  upon  us  all. 

4  Ah  !  leave  us  not  to  mourn  below, 
Or  long  for  Thy  return  to  pine  ; 

Now,  Lord,  the  Comforter  bestow, 
And  fix  in  us  the  Guest  Divine. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

14-6    The  Grace  °f the  sPirit-     l-  m- 

ETERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  Thy  grace  ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  Thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day ; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge,  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  burning  sin ; 
All  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


147 

C 


Inviting  the  Holy  Spirit.  L.  M. 

OME,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest, 

And  in  our  souls  take  up  Thy  rest; 
Come,  with  Thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
To  fill  the  hearts  which  Thou  hast  made. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  Great  Comforter,  to  Thee  we  cry; 
O  highest  gift  of  God  Most  High! 
O  Fount  of  life  !   O  Fire  of  love  ! 
And  sweet  Anointing  from  above  ! 

3  Kindle  our  senses  from  above, 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love ; 
With  patience  firm,  and  virtue  high, 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply. 

4  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread, 
And  grant  us  Thy  true  peace  instead; 
So  shall  we  not,  with  Thee  for  guide, 
Turn  from  the  path  of  life  aside. 

Rev.  Edward  Caswal/,  Tr. 

14-8     The  Holy  Ghost  is  Come-     s- M- 

THE   Holy  Ghost  is  come  ; 
We  feel  His  presence  here; 
Our  hearts  would  now  no  longer  roam, 
But  bow  in  filial  fear. 

2  This  tenderness  of  love, 

This  hush  of  solemn  power, 
'Tis  heaven  descending  from  above 
To  fill  this  favored  hour. 

3  Earth's  darkness  all  has  fled, 

Heaven's  light  securely  shines, 
And  every  heart,  Divinely  led, 
To  holy  thought  inclines. 

4  No  more  let  sin  deceive, 

Nor  earthly  cares  betray  ; 
O  let  us  never,  never  grieve 

The  Comforter  away  !  Anon. 


149 
W 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

In  His  Name.  S.  M. 

E  meet  now  in  Thy  name, 

We  plead  Thy  promise,  Lord, 
Thy  presence  with  us,  Lord,  we  claim 
According  to  Thy  word. 

2  Breathe  on  each  waiting  soul, 

And  may  we  all  receive 
The  Holy  Ghost,,  in  us  to  dwell, 
Our  hearts  ne'er  more  to  leave. 

3  Fill  us  with  peace  and  joy, 

Thou,  who  for  us  wast  slain  ; 
We'll  others  tell  and  others  bring 

To  meet  Thee  here  again.  Anon. 


150 
T 


The  Holy  Ghost  is  Here.  S.  M. 

HE  Holy  Ghost  is  here, 

Where  saints  in  prayer  agree ; 

As  Jesus'  parting  gift,  He's  near 
Each  pleading  company. 

2  Not  far  away  is  He, 

To  be  by  prayer  brought  nigh ; 
But  here  in  present  majesty, 
As  in  His  courts  on  high. 

3  He  dwells  within  our  soul, 

An  ever  welcome  guest, 
He  reigns  with  absolute  control, 
As  monarch  in  the  breast. 

4  Our  bodies  are  His  shrine, 

And  He,  the  indwelling  Lord ; 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

All  hail,  Thou  Comforter  Divine, 
Be  evermore  adored. 

Obedient  to  Thy  will, 

We  wait  to  feel  Thy  power ; 

O  Lord  of  life,  our  hopes  fulfill, 
And  bless  this  hallowed  hour. 

Rev.  Charles  H.  Spurgeon. 


151 


Praise  to  the  Trinity s  S.  M. 

I  BLESS  the  Christ  of  God  ; 
I  rest  on  love  Divine  ; 
And,  with  unfaltering  lip  and  heart, 
I  call  this  Saviour  mine. 

2  I  praise  the  God  of  peace ; 

I  trust  His  truth  and  might  ; 
He  calls  me  His,  I  call  Him  mine, 
My  God,  my  Joy,  my  Light. 

3  'Tis  He  who  saveth  me, 

And  freely  pardon  gives  ; 
I  love  because  He  loveth  me ; 
I  live  because  He  lives. 

4  My  life  with  Him  is  hid, 

My  death  has  passed  away ; 
My  clouds  have  melted  into  light, 
My  midnight  into  day. 

Rez'.  Horatius  Bonar. 


152 

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Come,  Holy  Spirit,   Come.        S.  M. 

OME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 

Let  Thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 

Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 

The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 
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THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin, 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'Tis  Thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 

Rev.  Joseph  Harl. 

153        The  Pentecostal  Baptism.        S.  AT. 

LORD  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 
In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  Thy  power. 

2  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 

Upon  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind, 
One  soul,  one  feeling  breathe. 

3  The  young,  the  old,  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  above; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4  Spirit  of  light,  explore, 

And  chase  our  gloom  away, 
With  lustre  shining  more  and  more 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

5  Spirit  of  Truth,  be  Thou, 

In  life  and  death,  our  Guide; 
O  Spirit  of  Adoption,  now 
May  we  be  sanctified. 

James  Montgomery 

|^£JL     Inspiration  of  "the  Holy  Spirit.      L.  M. 

COME  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  lighten  with  celestial  fire  ; 
Thou  the  anointing  Spirit  art, 
Who  dost  Thy  seven-fold  gifts  impart  : 
Thy  blessed  unction  from  above 
Is  comfort,  life  and  fire  of  love. 

2  Enable  with  perpetual  light 

The  dullness  of  our  blinded  sight  : 
Anoint  and  cheer  our  soiled  face 
With  the  abundance  of  Thy  grace  ; 
Keep  far  our  foes,  give  peace  at  home  ; 
Where  Thou  art  Guide,  no  ill  can  come. 

3  Teach  us  to  know  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Thee,  of  both,  to  be  but  One  ; 
That  through  the  ages  all  along, 
This  theme  may  be  our  endless  song : 
Praise  to  Thy  eternal  merit, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit. 

Bishop  Jo  Jin  Cosin,  tr.     RabanusMaurus. 


155 
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THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

The  Faithful  Guide.  7,  7,  D. 

OLY  SPIRIT,  faithful  Guide, 
Ever  near  the  Christian's  side  ; 
Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand, 
Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land  ; 
Weary  souls  fore'er  rejoice, 
While  they  hear  that  sweetest  voice 
Whispering  softly  Wanderer  come  ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

Ever  present,  truest  Friend, 
Ever  near  Thine  aid  to  lend, 
Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear, 
Groping  on  in  darkness  drear  ; 
When  the  storms  are  raging  sore, 
Hearts  grow  faint,  and  hopes  give  o'er, 
Whisper  softly,  Wanderer  come  ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease, 
Waiting  still  for  sweet  release, 
Nothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Wondering  if  our  names  are  there  ; 
Wading  deep  the  dismal  flood, 
Pleading  naught  but  Jesus'  blood ; 
Whisper  softly,  Wanderer  come  ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home  ! 

M.  M.  Wells. 

Welco?ne  Holy  Spirit.  C.  M. 

HOLY  GHOST,  I  welcome  Thee, 

With  all  my  heart  of  love, 
For  Thou  art  come  with  gifts  for  me 
From  my  dear  Lord  above. 


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THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Come  in,  blest  Spirit,  and  reveal 

My  absent  Lord  in  me  ; 
Come,  testify  of  Him,  and  seal 

His  word  of  truth  to  me. 

Bring  some  love  tokens,  fresh  and  sweet, 

From  His  Own  hand  to  me, 
While  onward  still,  with  eager  feel, 

I  haste  His  face  to  see. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler, 


157 

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The   Comforter.  C.  M. 

HOLY  GHOST,  the  Comforter, 
How  is  Thy  love  despised, 
While  the  heart  longs  for  sympathy 
And  friends  are  idolized. 

2   Great  are  Thy  consolations,  Lord, 
And  mighty  is  Thy.  power, 
In  sickness  and  in  solitude, 

In  sorrow's  darkest  hour.  Anon. 


158 

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The  Heavenly  Dove.  C.  M. 


OME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  Thy  quickening  powers  : 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2   Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  Thee, 
And  Thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  Thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

[59     The  Spirit  Invited  to  Dwell.     CM. 

SPIRIT  Divine,  attend  our  prayer, 
And  make  our.  hearts  Thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  Thy  gracious  power; 
O  come,  great  Spirit,  come. 

2  Come  as  the  light  ;  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe  ; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame. 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Come  as  the  dew,  and  sweetly  bless 

This  consecrated  hour  • 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

May  barrenness  rejoice  to  own 
Thy  fertilizing  power. 

Come  as  the  wind,  with  rushing  sound, 

With  Pentecostal  grace  ; 
And  make  the  great  salvation  known, 

Wide  as  the  human  race. 

Rev.  Andrew  Reed 


I  uO^7^'  Ghost,  Our  Hearts  Inspire.  CM. 


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OME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 
Let  us  Thine  influence  prove  ; 

Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire, 
Fountain  of  life  and  love. 


2  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for,  moved  by  Thee, 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke  ; 
Unlock  the  truth,  Thyself  the  key  ; 
Unseal  the  Sacred  Book. 

3  Expand  Thy  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night  ; 
On  our  disordered  spirits  move, 
And  let  there  now  be  light. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

It)  I     Spirit  of  Faith,  Come  Down.    S.  M.  D. 


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PIRIT  of  faith,  come  down, 
Reveal  the  things  of  God, 

And  make  to  us  the   Godhead  known, 
And  witness  with  the  blood. 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

'Tis  Thine  the  blood  to  apply, 

And  give  us  eyes  to  see, 
That  He  who  did  for  sinners  die, 

Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

2  No  man  can  truly  say 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
Unless  Thou  take  the  vail  away, 

And  breathe  the  living  word  : 
Then,  only  then  we  feel 

Our  interest  in  His  blood  ; 
And  cry  with  joy  unspeakable, 

Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God ! 

3  O  that  the  world  might  know 

The  all-atoning  Lamb  ! 
Spirit  of  faith,  descend  and  show 

The  virtue  of  His  name. 
The  grace  which  all  may  find, 

The  saving  power  impart; 
And  testify  to  all  mankind, 

And  speak  in  every  heart. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


162 
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Worship  of  the  Holy  Spirit.      CM. 

WORSHIP  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

I  love  to  worship  Thee  : 
My  risen  Lord  for  aye  were  lost 

But  for  Thy  company. 

I  worship  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

I  love  to  worship  Thee  ; 
I  grieved  Thee  long,  alas  !   Thou  know'st 

It  grieves  me  bitterly. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

3  I  worship  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

I  love  to  worship  Thee  ; 
Thy  patient  love,  at  what  a  cost, 
At  last  it  conquered  me  ! 

4  I  worship  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

I  love  to  worship  Thee ; 
With  Thee  each  day  is  pentecost, 
Each  night  nativity. 

Rev.   Jlr.  F.   Warren. 


1q3       Revelations  of  the  Gospel.         L.  M. 


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OD  in  the  Gospel  of  His  Son, 

Makes  His  eternal  counsels  known 
Where  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 


2  Here  sinners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  His  grace  and  learn  His  name  ; 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood, 
The  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  of  God. 

3  The  prisoner  here  may  break  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  rest  from  all  his  pains ; 

The  captive  feel  his  bondage  cease ; 
The  mourner  find  the  way  of  peace. 

4  Here  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 

A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies  ; 

Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 

From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

5   O  grant  us  grace,  Almighty  Lord, 
To  read  and  mark  Thy  holy  Word ; 
Its  truth  with  meekness  to  receive, 
And  by  His  holy  precepts  live. 

Rev.  Benjamin  Beddome. 

1 64"  The  LiSht  °fthe  Word.  L.  M. 

THE  starry  firmament  on  high, 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky, 
Yet  shine  not  to  Thy  praise,  O  Lord, 
So  brightly  as  Thy  written  Word. 

2  The  hopes  that  holy  Word  supplies, 
Its  truths  Divine,  and  precepts  wise, 
In  each  a  heavenly  beam  I  see, 
And  every  beam  conducts  to  Thee. 

3  Almighty  Lord,  the  sun  shall  fail, 
The  moon  forget  her  nightly  tale, 
And  deepest  silence  hush  on  high 
The  radiant  chorus  of  the  sky ; 

4  But,  fixed  for  everlasting  years, 
Unmoved  amid  the  wreck  of  spheres, 
Thy  word  shall  shine  in  cloudless  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  have  passed  away. 

Sir  Robert  Grant. 

165  Charms  of  the  Gospel.  C.  M. 

THE  Gospel!   O  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound  ; 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  delight  around. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  Divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  The  Almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stoops  to  our  vile  abode 
While  angels  view  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hail  the  incarnate  God. 

4  How  rich  the  depths  of  love  Divine  ! 

Of  bliss  a  bounteous  store  ! 
Redeemer,  let  me  call  Thee  mine, — 
Thy  fullness  I  implore. 

5  On  Thee  alone  my  hope  relies ; 

Beneath  Thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  All ! 

Anne  Steele. 

166    The  Glory  °fihe  w°rd-      c- M- 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  Thy  Word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  Thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines  ! 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  springs  of  consolation  rise 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind ; 
And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around ; 

And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  Thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  Thy  Sacred  Word, 

And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

Anne  Steele 


167 
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The  Book  Divine.  C.  M. 


OW  precious  is  the  Book  Divine, 
By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  O'er  all  the  strait  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast; 

A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

4  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 

Of  an  eternal  day.  Rev.  John  Fawcetl 

168  The  Perfect  Law-  c-  M 

THY  Law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light ! 
Thy  testimonies  sure  ; 


THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 


The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right, 
And  Thy  commandments  pure. 

2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 

And  make  Thy  servant  wise ; 

Let  these  be  gladness  to  my  heart, 

The  day-spring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warned  betimes; 

Who  knows  the  guile  within? 
Lord,  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimes  : 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

4  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express, — 

The  thoughts  that  throng  my  mind, — 
O  Lord,  my  Strength  and  Righteousness, 
With  Thee  acceptance  find. 

James  Montgomery. 

169      The  SPirit  andthe  Word.         CM. 


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HE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  Word, 
And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 

Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  Hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat  ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

Let  everlasting  thanks  be  Thine 

For  such  a  bright  display- 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 

With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

William  Cowper. 


170 


The  Counselor.  CM. 

THE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
The  sacred  leaves  unfold, 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light,  descending  from  above, 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet  j 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

3  Our  numerous  gifts  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied  ; 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest, 
Is  in  this  Book  denied. 

Rev.  Samuel  Stennett. 

171   The  Word  the  Guide  for  the  Young.  C.  M. 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 
Thy  Word  the  choicest  rule  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2   'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 
That  guides  us  all  the  day ; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
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THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise  ; 
I  hate  the  sinner's  road  ; 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  Thy  Law,  my  God. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

172  Choosing  the  Word.  CM. 

LORD,  I  have  made  Thy  Word  my  choice, 
My  lasting  heritage; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  Thy  love, 

And  keep  Thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  Thy  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies.         Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


173 


Holy  Bible,  Book  Divine.      7,  7,  D. 

HOLY  Bible,  Book  Divine, 
Precious  treasure  thou  art  mine ; 
Mine,  to  tell  me  whence  I  came; 
Mine,  to  teach  me  what  I  am. 
Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove; 
Mine,  to  show  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
Mine  art  thou,  to  guide  my  feet; 
Mine,  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 

2   Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless; 
Mine,  to  show  by  living  faith 


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THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

Man  can  triumph  over  death. 
Mine,  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
Light  and  life  beyond  the  tomb ; 
Holy  Bible,  Book  Divine, 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine. 

John  Burton,  Sr. 

Day  of  Rest.  7,  6,  D. 

DAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 

O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright; 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Through  ages  joined  in  tune, 
Sing,  "Holy,  holy,  holy," 

To  the  great  God  Triune. 

To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls  ; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  Gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest. 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father,  and  to  Son; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  Thee  blest  Three  in  One. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth. 
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175 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

The  Lord's  Day.  C.  M. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
He  calls  the  hours  His  Own ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  He  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell; 
To-day  the  saints  His  triumph  spread, 
And  all  His  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
Help  us,  O  Lord;  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  Thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  Who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God,  His  Father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  Church  on  earth  can  raise  ! 
The  highest  heaven  in  which  He  reigns 
Shall  give  Him  nobler  praise. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


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The  Best  Day.  CM. 

BLEST  day  of  God,  most  calm,  most  bright, 
The  first  and  best  of  days; 
The  toiler's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
A  day  of  joy  and  praise. 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise; 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  Divine, 

Beyond  all  other  days. 

The  first-fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind ; 
And  they  who  do  the  Sabbath  love, 

A  happy  week  will  find. 

Rev.  John  Mason. 


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The  Sweetest  Day.  L.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To   praise   Thy  name,    give  thanks  and 
sing; 
To  show  Thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  Thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 

And  bless  His  works,  and  bless  His  Word; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  Thy  counsels,  how  Divine ! 

4  When  shall  I  see,  and  "hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy? 

Rev.  Isaac  Walls. 
134 


178 
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SALVATION  NEEDED. 

Welcome,  Sweet  Day  of  Rest.    S.  M. 

ELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  Himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  His  saints  to-day; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  Him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day,  within  the  place 

Where  my  dear  Lord  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Within  the  tents  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  wait  to  hail  the  brighter  day 

Of  everlasting  bliss.         Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


179 


An  Earnest  Admonition.        CM. 


VAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear, 
Repent,  thy  end  is  nigh  ! 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far ; 
O  think  before  thou  die. 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save; 

Thy  sins — how  high  they  mount ! 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave? 
How  stands  that  dread  account? 

3  Death  enters — and  there's  no  defense  ; 

His  time,  there's  none  can  tell : 

135 


SALVATION  NEEDED. 

He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven  or  down  to  hell ! 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  greatest  care, 

Shall  into  dust  consume; 
But  ah  !  destruction  stops  not  there — 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day  the  Gospel  calls,  to-day; 

Sinner,  it  speaks  to  you ; 
Let  every  one  forsake  his  way, 

And  mercy  will  ensue.  Joseph  Hart. 

|q(J  Coming  to  Jesus.  7,  7. 

TESUS  !  full  of  truth  and  love, 
w      I  Thy  kindest  call  obey  ; 
Faithful  let  Thy  mercies  prove; 
Take  my  load  of  guilt  away. 

2  Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 
Weary  of  myself  and  sin, 
Weary  of  a  wretched  life ; 

3  Lo,  I  come  to  Thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  Thou  art ; 
Now  my  groaning  soul  release, 
Write  forgiveness  on  my  heart. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley, 
181  Where  Rest  is  Found.  S.  M. 


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WHERE  shall  rest  be  found,— 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 
Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound. 

Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 


SALVATION  NEEDED. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath; 
O  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  ! 

3   Thou  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  Thy  face, 
For  evermore  undone. 

James  Montgomery, 


182 


Forgiveness  Implored.  S.  M 

THOU  Lord  of  all  above, 
And  all  below  the  sky, 
Prostrate  before  Thy  feet  I  fall, 
And  for  Thy  mercy  cry. 

2  Forgive  my  follies  past, 

The  crimes  which  I  have  done  ; 
Bid  a  repenting  sinner  live, 
Through  Thine  incarnate  Son. 

3  Guilt,  like  a  heavy  load, 

Upon  my  conscience  lies; 
To  Thee  I  make  my  sorrows  known, 
And  lift  my  weeping  eyes, 

*37 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

4  The  burden  which  I  feel, 

Thou  canst  alone  remove ; 
Do  Thou  display  Thy  pardoning  grace, 
And  Thine  unbounded  love. 

Rev.  Benjamin  Beddome. 

183  Al1  ThinSs  Are  Ready.  L.  M. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  Gospel  Word, 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  your  Lord; 
Be  wise  to  know  the  gracious  day; 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  His  late  returning  son ; 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 

And  spreads  for  you  His  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  of  His  love, 

The  stony  heart  to  melt  and  move, 
To  apply,  and  witness  with  His  blood, 
And  wash,  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

4  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 
Are  ready,  with  Their  shining  host; 
All  heaven  is  ready  to  resound, 
The  dead  's  alive  !  the  lost  is  found! 

Rev.  Charles  IVeslev. 


184 


Let  the  Saviour  Come  In.        L.  M. 


LIFT  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates 
Behold,  the  King  of  glory  waits; 
The  King  of  kings  is  drawing  near, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  is  here. 

133 


SALVATION  PROVIDED. 

2  Fling  wide  the  portals  of  your  heart, 
Make  it  a  temple,  set  apart 

From  earthly  use  for  heaven's  employ 
Adorned  with  prayer,  and  love,  and  joy. 

3  So  shall  your  Sovereign  enter  in, 
And  new  and  nobler  life  begin ; 
Eternal  praise,  my  God,  be  Thine, 
For  word,  and  deed,  and  grace  divine. 

Rev.  Georg  Weissel,  tr.     Catherine  Winkzvorth. 


An  Appeal  to  Sinners.  L.  M. 


185 

LOVERS  of  pleasure  more  than  God, 
For  you  the  Saviour  suffered  pain ; 
For  you  He  shed  His  precious  blood; 
And  shall  He  bleed  for  you  in  vain? 

2  Sinners,  His  life  for  you  He  paid ; 

Your  basest  crimes  in  anguish  bore  \ 
Your  sins  were  all  on  Jesus  laid, 

That  you  might  go  and  sin  no  more. 

3  To  earth  the  great  Redeemer  came, 

That  you  might  come  at  last  to  heaven; 
Believe,  believe  in  Jesus'  name, 

And  all  your  sins  shall  be  forgiven. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


186 

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Christ  Came  Not  to  Condemn.    L.  M. 


OT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 

Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God  appear; 

No  weapons  in  His  hands  are  seen, 
No  naming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 

139 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 

He  sent  His  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word  ; 

Trust  in  His  mighty  name,  and  live  ; 
A  thousand  joys  His  lips  afford; 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

Rev.  Isaac  Walls. 


187      The  PityinS  fy™  of  Christ.      C.  M. 

PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay; 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and,  O  amazing  love  ! 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  He  sped; 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues, 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts 


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WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

IwO  The  Immensity  of  God's  Grace.  CM. 

HAT  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love? 
My  loving  God  to.  praise? 
The  length  and  breadth  and  height  to  prove 
And  depth  of  sovereign  grace? 

2  Thy  sovereign  grace  to  all  extends, 

Immense  and  unconnned; 
From  age  to  age  it  never  ends ; 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

3  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known, 

Wide  as  infinity : 
So  wide  it  never  passed  by  one, 
Or  it  had  passed  by  me. 

4  My  trespass  was  grown  up  to  heaven; 

But,  far  above  the  skies, 
Through  Christ  abundantly  forgiven, 
I  see  Thy  mercies  rise. 

5  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love, 

What  angel  tongue  can  tell? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable  ! 

Rev.    Charles    We s lev. 


189 


A  Secure  Refuge.  C.  M. 


THERE  is  a  safe  and  secret  place 
Beneath  the  wings  Divine, 
Reserved  for  all  the  heirs  of  grace ; 
O  be  that  refuge  mine  ! 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

2   The  least  and  feeblest  there  abide, 
Uninjured  and  unawed; 
While  thousands  fall  on  every  side, 
They  rest  secure  in  God. 

2  The  angels  watch  them  on  their  way, 
And  aid  with  friendly  arm ; 
And  Satan,  roaring  for  his  prey, 
May  hate,  but  cannot  harm. 

4  They  feed  in  pastures  large  and  fair 

Of  love  and  truth  Divine, 
O  child  of  God,  O  glory's  heir, 
How  rich  a  lot  is  thine  ! 

5  A  hand  almighty  to  defend, 

An  ear  for  every  call, 
An  honored  life,  a  peaceful  end, 
And  heaven  to  crown  it  all ! 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte. 

190        Rest  in  Jesus-        c  • M  • 

I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
Come  unto  me  for  rest; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 
Thy  head  upon  My  breast. 

2  I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad; 

I  found  in  Him  a  resting-place, 

And  He  has  made  me  glad. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live ! 
142 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

4  I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 
And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

5  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

I  am  this  dark  world's  Light; 
Look  unto  Me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 
And  all  thy  day  be  bright. 

6  I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 
Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar. 


191 

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Salvation's  River.  C.  M. 

WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  Gospel  found ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 

Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 

Are  freely  welcome  here; 
Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 

Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 

Your  every  burden  bring; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 

A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

Whoever  will  (O  gracious  word  !  ) 

Shall  of  this  stream  partake; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
Have  here  found  life  and  peace : 

Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues,  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

Rev.  Samuel  Medley. 


192 

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Sinners  Hear.  C.  M. 


INNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 

His  mercy  speaks  to-day; 
He  calls  you  by  His  sacred  Word 

From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live,  devoid  of  peace ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  All  those  who  turn  to  God  shall  live, 

Through  His  abounding  grace  : 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  who  seek  His  face. 

4  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  His  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  Him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  His  will  Divine. 

Rev.  John  Faivceii, 

193  The  Fountain  of  Blood.  CM. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  ImmanuePs  veins 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 

And  there  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 

Washed  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  Thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

■  I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave.      William  Cowper. 


194 


The  Joyful  Sound.  C.  M. 


SALVATION  !  O  the  joyful  sound; 
What  pleasure  to  our  ears; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  Divine, 
To  see  the  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky- 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

Salvation  !  O  Thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  Thee  the  praise  belongs : 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


195 


Amazing  Grace.  C.  M. 

AMAZING  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found ; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed  ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares 

I  have  already  come  ; 
'Twas  grace  that  brought  me  safe  thus  far 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 

His  Word  my  hope  secures ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  vail, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 
146 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

JjjQ     Hail  the  Suffering  Christ.     8,  7,  D. 

HAIL,  Thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
Hail,  Thou  everlasting  King ! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  Thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor ; 

Life  is  given  through  Thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  Thee  were  laid ; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  has  full  atonement  made. 
All  Thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  Thy  blood; 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  Thee, 

Seated  at  Thy  Father's  side : 
There  for  sinners  Thou  art  pleading ; 

There  Thou  dost  our  place  prepare 
Ever  for  us  interceding 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

Rev.  John  Bakewell. 


197 

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The  Blood  That  Saves.         S.  M. 

OT  all  the  blood  of  beasts 

On  Jewish  altars  slain 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 

Or  wash  away  the  stain. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  His  bleeding  love. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


198 


The  Chorus  of  Grace.  S.  M. 

GRACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
Harmonious  to  mine  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 
148 


199 

5 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

Christ  Alone  Can  Save.  S.  M. 


OT  what  these  hands  have  done 

Can  save  this  guilty  soul ; 
Not  what  this  toiling  flesh  has  borne 
Can  make  my  spirit  whole. 

Not  what  I  feel  or  do 

Can  give  me  peace  with  God; 
Not  all  my  prayers,  and  sighs,  and  tears, 

Can  bear  my  awful  load. 

Thy  work  alone,  O  Christ, 

Can  ease  this  weight  of  sin ; 
Thy  blood  alone,  O  Lamb  of  God, 

Can  give  me  peace  within. 

Thy  love  to  me,  O  God, 

Not  mine,  O  Lord,  to  Thee, 
Can  rid  me  of  this  dark  unrest, 

And  set  my  spirit  free. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar. 


200 


The  Glory  of  Grace.  L.  M. 

"YTATURE  with  open  volume  stands 
-L*      To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad, 
And  every  labor  of  His  hands 

Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2   But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

149 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

0  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross 
Where  my  Redeemer  loved  and  died  ! 

Its  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  His  dearwounds  and  bleeding  side. 

1  would  forever  speak  His  name 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  His  Father's  throne. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


201 


The  Stranger  at  the  Door.       L.  M. 


BEHOLD  a  Stranger  at  the  door; 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  O  lovely  attitude  !  He  stands 

With  melting  heart  and  laden  hands ; 
O  matchless  kindness  !  and  He  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  His  foes: 

3  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  Divine; 
Turn  out  His  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

4  Admit  Him  ere  His  anger  burn; 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return; 
Admit  Him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
You'll  at  His  door  rejected  stand. 

Rev.  Joseph  Grigg 
150 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

/ 1}  J    The  Invitation  to  the  Thirsty.  L.  M. 

HO  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh  \ 
'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race  ; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy; 
Buy  wine  and  milk  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  living  wateis,  come! 
Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call; 
Return,  ye  weary  wanderers,  home, 
And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all. 

3  See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise; 
For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  laboring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 

Rev.  John  Wesley 


203 

W 


The  Real  Soul  Food.  L.  M. 


HY  seek  ye  that  which  is  not  bread, 

Nor  can  your  hungry  souls  sustain? 
On  ashes,  husks,  and  air  ye  feed ; 
Ye  spend  you  little  all  in  vain. 

2  Hearken  to  Me  with  earnest  care, 

And  freely  eat  substantial  food; 

The  sweetness  of  My  mercy  share, 

And  taste  that  I  alone  am  good. 

3  I  bid  you  all  my  goodness  prove, 

My  promises  for  all  are  free ; 
Come,  taste  the  manna  of  My  love, 
And  let  your  souls  delight  in  Me. 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

4  Your  willing  ear  and  heart  incline, 
My  words  believingly  receive; 
Quickened  your  souls,  by  faith  Divine, 
An  everlasting  life  shall  live. 

Rev.  John  Wesley. 

^Q^.  Rest  For  the  Weary.  L.  M. 

COME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2   Oppressed  with  guilt — a  painful  load — 
O  come  and  bow  before  your  God  ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

Anne  Steele. 

^(j3       Invitation  to  the^Weary.       L.  M. 

OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Ye  heavy  laden  sinners  come ; 

I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  My  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  Me ; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  Blest  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 


c 


WARNING  AND  1^  VITATION. 

Jesus,  we  come  at  Thy  command, 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal ; 

Resign  our  spirits  to  Thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  Thy  will. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


206 
W 


The  Night  is  Coming.  L.  M. 

HILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given; 
But  soon,  ah  !  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave ; 
Before  His  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

3  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise  ; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer ; 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  .skies. 

4  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom, 

In  those  forgetful  realms  appear; 
Deep  sorrows  fill  the  dismal  tomb, 
And  hope  shall  never  enter  there. 

5  Now  God  invites  :  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  Gospel's  charming  sound! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

Rev.  Timothy  Dwighi, 
i53 


207 

S 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

The  Inward  Voice.  L.  M. 


AY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul ; 

Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control? 

2  Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice  ; 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call  ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind ; 
That  call  thou  mayest  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

4  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  hardened,  self-destroying  man; 
Ye  who  persist  His  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  His  voice  again. 

5  Sinner,  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be; 
O  shouldst  thou  grieve  Him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

Mrs.  Ann  B.  Hyde. 


208 


Return,  O  Wanderer.  C.  M. 


T)  ETURN,  O  wanderer,  now  return, 
J-t     And  seek  Thy  Father's  face  ; 

Those  new  desires,  which  in  Thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  His  grace. 

154 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return ; 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh  : 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return ; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live : 
Come  to  His  cross,  and,  grateful,  learn, 
How  freely  He'll  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return  ; 

And  wipe  the  fallen  tear : 
Thy  Father  calls  ;  no  longer  mourn  • 
'Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 

5  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return; 

Regain  thy  long-sought  rest : 
The  Saviour's  melting  mercies  yearn 
To  clasp  thee  to  His  breast. 

Rev.    Willia7n  B.  Collyer. 

209  The  Gospel  Feast.  C.  M, 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice; 
The  trumpet  of  the  Gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2   Ho,  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind. 


Eternal  wisdom  hath  prepared 
A  soul-reviving  feast, 

155 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho,  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ! 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  Gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day. 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Rev.   Isaac  Watts, 

L*\\J  Amazing  Sight.  C.  M. 

AMAZING  sight,  the  Saviour  stands 
And  knocks  at  every  door !  . 
Ten  thousand  blessings  in  His  hands 
To  satisfy  the  poor. 

2  Behold,  He  saith,  I  bleed  and  die 

To  bring  you  to  My  rest : 
Hear,  sinners,  while  I'm  passing  by, 
And  be  forever  blest. 

3  Will  you  despise  My  bleeding  love 

And  choose  the  way  to  hell? 
Or  in  the  glorious  realms  above, 

With  Me  forever  dwell?       Henry  At  line. 


211 

C 


To  the  Co?itrite  Sinner.  C.  M. 

OME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 

Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed^ 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : 

X56 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
I  know  His  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  His  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 
I'll  tell  Him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  His  sovereign  grace. 

4  I'll  to  my  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 
Perhaps  He  may  command  a  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  Perhaps  He  may  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  He'll  hear  my  prayer; 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

I  must  forever  die.  Edmund  Jones. 

£^\/^        Life  Found  at  the  Cross.        C.  M. 

WOULDST  thou  eternal  life  obtain? 
Now  to  the  cross  repair  ; 
There  stand  and  gaze  and  weep  and  pray 
Where  Jesus  breathes  His  life  away ; 
Eternal  life  is  there. 

a   Go ;  there  from  every  streaming  wound, 
Flows  rich  atoning  blood  ; 


WARNING  AND  INVITATOIN. 

That  blood  can  cleanse  thy  deepest  stain, 
Bid  frowning  justice  smile  again, 
And  seal  thy  peace  with  God. 

Go ;  at  that  cross  thy  heart,  subdued, 

With  thankful  love  shall  glow ; 
By  wondrous  grace  thy  soul  set  free, 
Eternal  life,  from  Christ,  to  thee 
A  vital  stream  shall  flow. 

Rev.  Ray  Palmer. 


213 
H 


Haste?i  Sinner.  7,  7. 


ASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise  ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Wisdom  warns  thee,  from  the  skies, 
All  the  paths  of  death  to  shun. 

2  Hasten  mercy  to  implore  ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Thy  probation  may  be  o'er 

Ere  this  evening's  work  is  done. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Death  may  thy  poor  soul  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

Rev.  Th&nuis  Stoti-. 
158 


214 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

Return  and  Come  to  God.        S.  M. 


RETURN  and  come  to  God; 
Cast  all  your  sins  away; 
Seek  ye  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood; 
Repent,  believe,  obey. 

2  Say  not  ye  cannot  come  ; 

For  Jesus  bled  and  died, 
That  none  who  ask  in  humble  faith 
Should  ever  be  denied. 

3  Say  not  ye  will  not  come ; 

'Tis  God  vouchsafes  to  call ; 
And  fearful  will  their  end  be  found, 
On  whom  His  wrath  shall  fall. 

4  Come  then,  whoever  will, 

Come  while  'tis  called  to-day ; 
Flee  to  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood ; 
Repent,  believe,  obey. 

Bishop  George  W.  Doane. 


215 


All  Things  Are  Ready.  S.  M. 

LL  things  are  ready,  come ; 
-     Come  to  the  supper  spread  • 
Come,  rich  and  poor;  come  old  and  young, 
Come,  and  be  richly  fed. 

All  things  are  ready,  come ; 

The  door  is  open  wide  ; 
O  feast  upon  the  love  of  God, 

For  Christ,  His  Son,  has  died. 

*S9 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

3  All  things  are  ready,  come; 
To-morrow  may  not  be  \ 
O  sinner,  come,  the  Saviour  waits 
This  hour  to  welcome  thee. 

Rev.  Albert  Midlane. 


216 
T 


To-day  the  Saviour  Calls.         6,  4. 

O-DAY  the  Saviour  calls : 

Ye  wanderers,  come  ; 
O  ye  benighted  souls, 

Why  longer  roam? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  : 

O  listen  now ; 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls : 

For  refuge  fly  \ 
The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day : 

Yield  to  His  power ; 
O  grieve  Him  not  away, 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 

Rev    Samuel  F.  Smith. 

£\  J         An  Appeal  to  Shiners.         8,  7,  4. 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
Every  sentence,  O  how  tender ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  ; 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 
160 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel 
News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim : 
Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner, 
Free  forgiveness  in  His  name  : 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  His  name. 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor ; 
Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 

Chase  away  the  falling  tears : 

Tender  heralds  ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  O  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 
Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way  ; 
Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay  : 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

Jonathan  Allen 

2^l0  Come,   Ye  Sinners.  8,  7,  4. 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore  ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love  and  power ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2   Now,  ye  needy,  come,  and  welcome  ; 
God's  free  bounty  glorify  ■■ 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 
161 


SALVATION 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Come,  ye  weary,  heaven-laden, 
Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all ; 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 

4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 
Your  Redeemer  prostrate  lies ; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  Him ! 
Hear  Him  cry  before  He  dies, 

"It  is  finished!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

5  Lo  !  the  incarnate  God  ascending, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  His  blood  : 
Venture  on  Him,  venture  freely ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

6  Saints  and  angels  joined  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  His  name  : 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

Rev.  Joseph  Hart. 

219  Come  to  Jesus.  8,  7,  4. 

COME,  ye  souls  by  sin  afflicted, 
Bowed  with  fruitless  sorrow  down, 

462 


WARNING  AND  INVITATION. 

By  the  perfect  law  convicted, 

Through  the  cross  behold  the  crown ; 

Look  to  Jesus ; 
Mercy  flows  through  Him  alone. 

2  Take  His  easy  yoke  and  wear  it ; 

Love  will  make  obedience  sweet  ; 
Christ  will  give  you  strength  to  bear  it, 
While  His  wisdom  guides  your  feet 

Safe  to  glory, 
Where  His  ransomed  captives  meet. 

3  Sweet  as  home  to  pilgrims  weary, 

Light  to  newly-opened  eyes, 
Or  full  springs  in  desert  dreary, 
Is  the  rest  the  cross  supplies ; 

All  who  taste  it, 
Shall  to  rest  immortal  rise. 

Rev.  Joseph  Swain. 

'Z'ZO     Why  wul  You  Die?     7'  7'  D- 

SINNERS,  turn;  why  will  you  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why ; 
God,  Who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  Himself  to  live  ; 
He  the  fatal  causs  demands; 
Asks  the  work  of  His  Own  hands  ; 
Why,  you  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  you  cross  His  love  and  die? 

2   Sinners,  turn ;  why  will  you  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why ; 
Christ,  Who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  Himself  that  you  might  live* 


SALVATION 

Will  you  let  Him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again? 
Why,  you  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  you  slight  His  grace,  and  die? 

Sinners,  turn;  why  will  you  die? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why ; 
He  Who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Wooed  you  to  embrace  His  love  : 
Will  you  not  His  grace  receive? 
Will  you  still  refuse  to  live? 
Why,  you  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die? 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

Salvation  For  You.  n,  n. 

TURN  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so 
nigh? 
Now  Jesus  invites   you,    the   Spirit    says, 

Come, 
And  angels   are  waiting  to  welcome    you 
home. 

And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  re- 
ceive, 

O  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe  ? 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not 
come? 

'Tis  you  He  bids  welcome  ;  He  bids  you 
come  home. 

How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying 

away ; 

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221 
0 


222 


REALIZED. 

Come,  wretched  and  starving — come  just 

as  you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so 

free.  Josiah  Hopkins. 

The  Dearest  Spot.  P.  M. 

THERE  is  a  spot  to  me  more  dear 
Than  native  vale  or  mountain  ; 
A  spot  for  which  affection's  tear 

Springs  grateful  from  its  fountain  ; 
'Tis  not  where  kindred  souls  abound, 

Though  that  is  almost  heaven ; 
But  where  I  first  my  Saviour  found, 
And  felt  my  sins  forgiven. 

2  Hard  was  my  toil  to  reach  the  shore, 

Long  tossed  upon  the  ocean, 
Above  me  was  the  thunder's  roar, 

Beneath,  the  wave's  commotion. 
Darkly  the  pall  of  night  was  thrown 

Around  me,  faint  with  terror  ; 
In  that  dark  hour  how  did  my  groan 

Ascend  for  years  of  error. 

3  Sinking  and  panting  as  for  breath, 

I  knew  not  help  was  near  me, 
And  cried,  O  save  me,  Lord,  from  death; 

Immortal  Jesus,  hear  me. 
Then,  quick  as  thought,  I  felt  Him  mine — 

My  Saviour  stood  before  me ; 
I  saw  His  brightness  round  me  shine, 

And  shouted,  Glory  !  Glory  ! 

4  O  sacred  hour!  O  hallowed  spot! 

Where  love  Divine  first  found  me  ; 

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SALVATION 

Wherever  falls  my  distant  lot, 

My  heart  shall  linger  round  thee : 

And  as  from  earth  I  rise,  to  soar 
Up  to  my  home  in  heaven, 

Down  will  I  cast  my  eyes  once  more, 
Where  I  was  first  forgiven. 

Rev.   William  Hunter. 
^^^j     Sinner,  Come  and  Welcome.      7,  7. 


F 


ROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 

Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear ! 
Love's  redeeming  work  is  done — 
Come,  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 

2  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne- 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 
On  My  pierced  body  laid, 

Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid — 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 

3  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  richest  bounty  stored  ; 
To  Thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Thou  shalt  be  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  His  house  to  roam ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 

4  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end — 
Lo,  I  come — your  Saviour,  Friend  ! 
Safe  your  spirit  to  convey 

166 


REALIZED. 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  My  eternal  home — 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

Rev.   Thomas  Haweis, 

££Q>  Joy  of  Christian  Experience.    6,  69. 

OHOW  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above; 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  Divine 

I  received  through  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 

When  my  heart  first  believed 

What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  His  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song; 

O  that  all  His  salvation  might  see ! 

He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 

He  hath  suffered  and  died, 
To  redeem  even  rebels  like  me-. 
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SALVATION 

5  On  the  wings  of  His  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain; 

I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  O  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blessed, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fullness  of  God. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley, 

225  A  Blessed  Life.  8,  7,  D. 

MY  life  flows  on  in  endless  song ; 
Above  earth's  lamentation, 
I  catch  the  sweet,  though  far-off  hymn 

That  hails  a  new  creation  ; 
Through  all  the  tumult  and  the  strife, 

I  hear  the  music  ringing  ; 
It  finds  an  echo  in  my  soul — 
How  can  I  keep  from  singing? 

2   What  though  my  joys  and  comforts  die? 

The  Lord  my  Saviour  liveth ; 
What  though  the  darkness  gather  round  ? 

Songs  in  the  night  He  giveth ; 
No  storm  can  shake  my  inmost  calm, 

While  to  that  refuge  clinging  ; 
Since  Christ  is  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth. 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 


REALIZED. 

3   I  lift  my  eyes ;  the  cloud  grows  thin ; 
I  see  the  blue  above  it ; 
And  day  by  day  this  pathway  smooths, 

Since  first  I  learned  to  love  it ; 
The  peace  of  Christ  makes  fresh  my  heart, 

A  fountain  ever  springing  ; 
All  things  are  mine  since  I  am  His ; 
How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 

Rev.  Robert  Lowry. 

2^(3     The  Friendship  of  Jesus.      8,  7,  D. 

I'VE  found  a  Friend  ;  O  such  a  Friend  ! 
He  loved  me  ere  I  knew  Him  ; 
He  drew  me  with  the  cords  of  love, 
And  thus  He  bound  me  to  Him ; 
And  round  my  heart  still  closely  twine 

Those  ties  which  naught  can  sever, 
For  I  am  His,  and  He  is  mine, 
Forever  and  forever. 

2  I've  found  a  Friend  ;  O  such  a  Friend  ! 

He  bled,  He  died  to  save  me; 
And  not  alone  the  gift  of  life, 

But  His  Own  self  He  gave  me. 
Naught  that  I  have  my  own  I  call,  • 

I  hold  it  for  the  Giver : 
My  heart,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  all, 

Are  His,  and  His  forever. 

3  I've  found  a  Friend  ;  O  such  a  Friend  ! 

All  power  to  Him  is  given, 
To  guard  me  on  my  onward  course, 
And  bring  me  safe  to  heaven. 

169 


SALVATION 

Eternal  glory  gleams  afar, 
To  nerve  my  faint  endeavor: 

So  now  to  watch,  to  work,  to  war, 
And  then  to  rest  forever. 

Rev.  James  G.  Small. 

227  Show  Pity,  Lord.  L.  M. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive  ! 
Let  a  repentant  sinner  live ; 
Are  not  Thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  Thee? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  Thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  Thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  Thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose    hope,   still    hovering    round    Thy 

Word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

228  God  Be  Merciful  to  Me.        L.  M 

WITH  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
A  trembling  sinner,  Lord,  I  cry ; 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free ; 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 


REPENTANCE. 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 
With  deep  and  conscious  guilt  opprest, 
Christ  and  His  cross  my  only  plea  ; 

O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes, 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies  ; 
But  Thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see  ; 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

4  No  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone  ; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee ; 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

5  And  when,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
With  all  the  ransomed  throng  I  dwell, 
My  raptured  song  shall  ever  be, 

God  has  been  merciful  to  me. 

Rev.  Cornelius  Elven. 


TL§ 


A  Broken  Heart.  L.  M. 


A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring : 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  that  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  Thy  ways  ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  Thy  sovereign  grace 

i7i 


SALVATION 

I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

4  O  may  Thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  Strength  and  Righteousness. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

230  God  Calling.  L.  M 

GOD  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul,  in  slumber  lie  ? 

2  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  rise? 
Can  I  His  loving  voice  despise, 
And  basely  His  kind  care  repay? 
He  calls  me  still ;  can  I  delay? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  He  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive, 

And  shall  I  dare  His  Spirit  grieve? 

4  God  calling  yet  !  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live? 
I  wait,  but  He  does  not  forsake; 
He  calls  me  still ;  my  heart,  awake ! 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay  ; 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay  : 

Vain  world,  farewell,  from  thee  I  part ; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 
Gerhard  Tersteegen,  tr. 


231 
H 


REPENTANCE. 

The  Sinner's  Sad  Condition.     C.  M. 


OW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 
Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains  ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls, 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace, 
Sounds  from  the  Sacred  Word : 

Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  pardoning  Lord. 

My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief  ; 
I  would  believe  Thy  promise,  Lord : 

O  help  my  unbelief. 

Weak,  helpless,  guilty,  as  I  am, 

Into  Thine  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  Thou  my  Strength  and  Righteousness, 

My  Saviour,  and  my  All. 

Rev.   Isaac  }Vatts. 
Lord  Remember  Me.  C.  M. 


232 


JESUS,  Thou  art  the  Sinner's  Friend ; 
As  such  I  look  to  Thee  ; 
Now  in  the  fullness  of  Thy  love, 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Remember  Thy  pure  Word  of  grace  ; 

Remember  Calvary  ; 
Remember  all  Thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Lord,  I  am  guilty,  I  am  vile, 

But  Thy  salvation's  free  ; 

173 


SALVATION 

Then  in  Thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 
When  earthly  help  shall  flee 

Then,  O  my  dear  Redeemer,  God, 
O  then  remember  me. 

Rev.  Richard  Burnham. 


233 
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A  Penitenfs  Prayer.  C.  M. 

THOU  Whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  : 

See,  Lord  before  Thy  throne  of  grace, 
A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 

Hast  Thou  not  bid  me  seek  Thy  face  ? 
Hast  Thou  not  said,  Return? 

And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 
To  drive  me  from  Thy  feet? 

O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine, 

And  let  Thy  healing  voice  impart 

A  taste  of  joy  Divine.  Anne  Steele. 


234 


The  Mercy  Seat.  CM. 


APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer. 
There  humbly  fall  before  His  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

174 


REPENTANCE. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea ; 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  Thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Be  Thou  my  Shield  and  Hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  Thy  side, 
I  may  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him  Thou  hast  died. 

4  O  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  Thy  gracious  name. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 

235        A  Poor  Sinner's  Prayer.       S.  M. 

AND  wilt  Thou  yet  be  found, 
And  may  I  still  draw  near  ? 
Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 

2  Jesus,  Thine  aid  afford, 

If  still  the  same  Thou  art; 
To  Thee  I  look,  to  Thee,  my  Lord  ! 
Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 

3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 

The  strugglings  of  my  will, 
The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
The  agonies  I  feel. 

4  O  my  offended  Lord, 

Restore  my  inward  peace  ; 
I  know  Thou  canst ;   pronounce  the  word, 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease. 


SALVATION 

5   I  long  to  see  Thy  face, 
Thy  Spirit  I  implore, 
The  living  water  of  Thy  grace, 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

236  DePth  of  Mercy.  7,  7. 

DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  His  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  His  grace  ; 
Long  provoked  Him  to  His  face ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  His  calls ; 
Grieved  Him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Yet  for  me  the  Saviour  stands  ; 

Shows  His  wounds,  and  spreads  His  hands; 
God  is  love,  I  know,  I  feel  ; 
Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament ; 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore  ; 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

£^j  J  Saviour  Look  With  Pitying  Eye.  7,  7. 

BY  Thy  birth,  and  by  Thy  tears  ; 
By  Thy  human  griefs  and  fears  ; 
By  Thy  conflict  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 
176 


REPENTANCE. 

2  By  the  tenderest  that  wept 

O'er  the  grave  where  Lazarus  slept  ; 
By  the  bitter  tears  that  flowed 
Over  Salem's  lost  abode, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

3  By  Thy  lonely  hour  of  prayer  ; 
By  the  fearful  conflict  there  ; 
By  Thy  cross  and  dying  cries  ; 
By  Thy  one  great  sacrifice, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye  ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

4  By  Thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ; 
By  Thy  power  the  lost  to  save  ; 
By  Thy  high,  majestic  throne  ; 
By  the  empire  all  Thine  Own, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye  ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

Sir  Robert  Grant. 

^^jQ       Crying  to  Jesus  For  Help.       7,  7. 

JESUS,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me 
Thou,  the  Lord  of  life,  didst  die  ; 
Whither — whither,  but  to  Thee, 

Can  a  trembling  sinner  fly  ? 
Death's  dark  waters  o'er  me  roll, 
Save,  O  save  my  sinking  soul  ! 

2  All  my  soul,  by  love  subdued, 
Melts  in  deep  contrition  there ; 
By  Thy  mighty  grace  renewed, 
New-born  hope  forbids  despair  ; 


SALVATION 

Lord,  Thou  canst  my  guilt  forgive, 
Thou  hast  bid  me  look  and  live. 

While  with  broken  heart  I  kneel, 
Sinks  the  inward  storm  to  rest ; 

Life — immortal  life — I  feel 

Kindled  in  my  throbbing  breast  : 

Thine — forever  Thine — I  am  ! 

Glory  to  Thee,  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

Rev.  Ray  Palmer. 


239 


Confession  of  Sins. 


PITYING  Saviour,  look  with  blessing 
On  a  poor  and  pleading  soul  ; 
Hear  me  now  my  guilt  confessing  * 
Let  Thy  healing  make  me  whole. 

2  Far  from  wisdom's  ways  I  wandered, 

And  my  soul  of  peace  bereaved, 
Precious  gifts  have  basely  squandered, 
And  Thy  goodness  deeply  grieved. 

3  All  my  evil  course  lamenting, 

Sinful  thought  and  word  and  deed, 
Humbled,  contrite,  and  repenting, 
For  Thy  mercy  now  I  plead. 

4  Hear  the  voice  of  my  contrition  ; 

Let  Thy  love  my  sorrows  heal  ; 

Grant  my  sins  complete  remission  ; 

Full  Thy  blessed  peace  reveal. 

Rev.  Samuel  Walcott. 
178 


REPENTANCE. 
24-0  Take  Me>    0  My  Father'  8>    7' 

TAKE  me,  O  my  Father,  take  me  ; 
Take  me,  save  me,  through  Thy  Son  ; 
That  which  Thou  wouldst  have  me,  make 
me, 
Let  Thy  will  in  me  done. 

2  Long  from  Thee  my  footsteps  straying, 

Thorny  proved  the  way  I  trod  ; 

Weary  come  I  now,  and  praying, 

Take  me  to  Thy  love,  my  God. 

3  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling, 

Humbly  I  confess  my  sin  ; 
At  Thy  feet,  O  Father,  falling, 
To  Thy  household  take  me  in. 

4  Freely  now  to  Thee  I  proffer 

This  relenting  heart  of  mine  ; 
Freely,  life  and  soul  I  offer, 
Gift  unworthy  love  like  Thine. 

5  Once  the  world's  Redeemer  dying, 

Bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree  : 
On  that  sacrifice  relying, 

Now  I  look  in  hope  to  Thee. 

6  Father,  take  me  ;  all  forgiving, 

Fold  me  to  Thy  loving  breast ; 
In  Thy  love  forever  living, 
I  must  be  forever  blest. 

Rev.  Ray  Palmer. 


SALVATION 

24-1  Just  as  I  Am.  L.  M. 

JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  Thou  bid'st  me  come  to  Thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  Thee,  Whose  blood  can  cleanse  each 

spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  fears  within,  and  foes  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind  ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

5  Just  as  I  am,  Thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 
•  0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come. 

Miss  Charlotte  Elliott. 


242 


The  Blessings  Faith  Brings.   L.  M. 


FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  me  from  its  snares  ; 
Its  aid,  in  every  duty,  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares. 

180 


FAITH. 

The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  : 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 

And  make  the  dying  live. 

Wide  it  unvails  celestial  worlds, 
Where  deathless  pleasures  reign ; 

And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

It  shows  the  precious  promise  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 

Upon  a  faithful  God. 

Rev.  Daniel  Turner. 


243 


Reaching  After  God.  CM. 


FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  Thee  ; 
No  other  help  I  know ; 
If  Thou  withdraw  Thyself  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  Thine  only  Son  endure 
Before  I  drew  my  breath  ; 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure, 
My  soul  from  endless  death  ! 

Author  of  faith,  to  Thee  I  lift 
My  weary,  longing  eyes  : 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift ; 
My  soul  without  it  dies, 


SALVATION 

4  Surely  Thou  canst  not  let  me  die  ; 
O  speak,  and  I  shall  live  ; 
And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
Till  Thou  Thy  Spirit  give. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley, 

^44"  The  Sweetness  of  His  Grace.    CM. 

SWEET  to  reflect  how  grace  Divine 
My  sins  on  Jesus  laid  ; 
Sweet  to  remember  that  His  blood 
My  debt  of  sufferings  paid. 

2  Sweet  on  His  righteousness  to  stand, 

Which  saves  from  second  death; 
Sweet  to  experience,  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quickening  breath. 

3  Sweet  on  His  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet  on  His  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

4  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith 

To  trust  His  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  His  hand, 
And  know  no  will  but  His. 

5  Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope, 

That,  when  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  will  hover  round  my  bed, 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

Rev.  Augustus  M.  Top  lady. 


245 
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FAITH. 

The  Effects  of  Faith.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  sweet  the  tears  I  shed, 
While  at  Thy  cross  I  kneel, 

Gaze  at  Thy  wounded,  fainting  head, 
And  all  Thy  sorrows  feel. 

2  My  heart  dissolves  to  see  Thee  bleed, 

This  heart  so  hard  before  ; 
I  hear  Thee  for  the  guilty  plead, 
And  grief  o'erflows  the  more. 

3  'Twas  for  the  sinful  Thou  didst  die, 

And  I  a  sinner  stand  : 
What  love  speaks  from  Thy  dying  eye, 
And  from  each  pierced  hand  ! 

4  I  know  this  cleansing  blood  of  Thine 

Was  shed,  dear  Lord,  for  me  : 
For  me,  for  all,  O  grace  Divine, 
Who  look  by  faith  on  Thee. 

Rev.  Ray  Rainier. 

24-6       A  Strong  Faith  Desired.        C.  M. 


0 


FOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  many  a  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe  ; 

That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 
Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 

But  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain 
Will  lean  upon  its  God ; 
183 


SALVATION 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ; 

4  That    bears    unmoved    the   world's    dread 

frown, 
Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile  ; 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Or  Satan's  arts  beguile ; 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Illumes  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  me  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then  whate'er  may  come, 
We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

Rev.  William  H.  Bathurst. 

J  <lL  J         Coi?ipleteness  in  Christ.        L.  M. 


M 


Y  soul  complete  in  Jesus  stands  ; 

It  fears  no  more  the  law's  demands  ; 
The  love  of  God  abides  within, 
Where  all  before  was  guilt  and  sin. 


2   My  soul  at  rest  in  Jesus  lives  ; 

Accepts  the  peace  His  pardon  gives; 
Receives  the  grace  His  death  secured 
And  pleads  the  anguish  He  endured. 


FAITH. 

3  My  soul  its  every  foe  defies, 
And  cries,  'Tis  God  that  justifies  ! 
Who  charges  God's  elect  with  sin? 

Shall  Christ,  Who  died  their  peace  to  win? 

4  A  song  of  praise  my  soul  shall  sing 
To  our  eternal,  glorious  King ; 
Shall  worship  humbly  at  His  feet, 
In  Whom  alone  it  stands  complete. 

Mrs.  G.  W.  Hinsdale. 

^4"0    The  Beauty  of  the  Christian.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  Thy  blood  and  Righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress  : 
'Midst  naming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  Thy  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 
Fully  absolved,  through  these,  I  am 
From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  The  holy,  meek,  unspotted  Lamb, 
Who  from  the  Father's  bosom  came, 
Who  died  for  me,  e'en  me  to  atone, 
Now  for  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord,  I  believe,  Thy  precious  blood, 
Which  at  the  mercy-seat  of  God 
Forever  doth  for  sinners  plead, 

For  me,  e'en  for  my  soul,  was  shed. 

Nicolaus  L.  Zinzendorf 
185 


SALVATION 

^^.y  Following  Jesas.  L.  M.  D. 

JESUS,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  Whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  Him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  His  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way. 

5.   Lo,  glad  I  come;  and  Thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  Thee  as  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found; 
I'll  point  to  Thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  Behold  the  way  of  God. 

Rev.  John  Cennick. 


250 

0 


REGENERATION. 

Balm  in  Gilead.  S.  M. 


LORD,  Thou  art  my  Lord, 
My  Portion  and  Delight  j 
All  other  lords  I  now  reject, 
And  cast  them  from  my  sight. 


Chor.  :  There's  balm  in  Gilead, 

To  make  the  wounded  whole  ; 
There's  power  enough  in  Jesus 
To  heal  a  sin-sick  soul. 

2  Thy  sovereign  right  I  own, 
Thy  glorious  power  confess  ; 
Thy  law  shall  ever  rule  my  heart, 
While  I  adore  Thy  grace. 

3  Too  long  my  feet  have  strayed 
In  sin's  forbidden  way  ; 

But  since  Thou  hast  my  soul  reclaimed, 
To  Thee  my  vows  I'll  pay. 

4  My  soul,  to  Jesus  joined 
By  faith  and  hope  and  love, 

Now  seeks  to  dwell  among  Thy  saints, 
And  rest  with  them  above. 

5  Accept,  O  Lord,  my  heart, 
To  Thee  myself  I  give  ; 

Nor  suffer  me  from  hence  to  stray, 
Or  cause  Thy  saints  to  grieve. 

Rev.  Benjamin  Beddome. 

187 


SALVATION 


251 
0 


The  Happy  Day  L.  M. 

HAPPY  day  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  Thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

Chor.  :  Happy  day,  happy  day, 

When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away. 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day, 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away, 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  Him  Who  merits  all  my  love : 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  His  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  He  is  mine  ; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  Divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  rest ; 
Nor  ever  from  Thy  Lord  depart : 
With  Him  of  every  good  possessed. 

5  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


REPENTANCE. 


252    Bless  the  Lord>  My  SouL    s-  M- 

OH,  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  His  name, 
Whose  favors  are  Divine. 


2   Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
Nor  let  His  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
.    And  without  praises  die.  ■ 

8  'Tis  He  forgives  thy  sins, 
'Tis  He  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  He  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave ; 
He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  sufferers  rest  : 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  the  oppressed. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 
But  sent  the  world  His  truth  and  grace 
By  His  beloved  Son. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 
189 


SALVATION 


253        7  °We  n  Al1  T°  JeSUS-        c- M- 

ALL  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt, 
My  death,  was  all  my  own ; 
All  that  I  am,  I  owe  to  Thee, 
My  gracious  God  alone. 

2  The  evil  of  my  former  state, 

Was  mine  and  only  mine  ; 
The  good  in  which  I  now  rejoice, 
Is  Thine,  and  only  Thine. 

3  The  darkness  of  my  former  state, 

The  bondage,  all  was  mine  ; 
The  light  of  life,  in  which  I  walk, 
The  liberty,  is  Thine. 

4  Thy  grace  first  made  me  feel  my  sin, 

It  taught  me  to  believe  ; 
Then,  in  believing,  peace  I  found, 
And  now  I  live — I  live  ! 

5  All  that  I  am,  e'en  here  on  earth  ; 

All  that  I  hope  to  be 
When  Jesus  comes,  and  glory  dawns, 
I  owe  it,  Lord,  to  Thee. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar. 

254"    How  HaPPy  Every  Child.      C.  M. 


H 


OW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  His  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
I  seek  my  place  in  heaven. 

i9o 


ADOPTION. 

2  A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet,  O  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

3  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 
And  antedate  that  day. 

4  We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  His  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

5  O  would  He  more  of  heaven  bestow  ! 

And  when  the  vessels  break, 
Let  our  triumphant  spirits  go 
To  see  the  God  we  seek. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


255 
M 


God  Our  Father.  C.  M. 


Y  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound  ! 
How  tender  and  how  dear  ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 


2   Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 
On  my  expanding  heart ; 
And  show,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 


SALVATION 

3   Cheered  by  a  signal  so  Divine, 
Unwavering  I  believe  ; 
My  spirit,  "Abba,  Father,"  cries, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 

256      Arise,  My  Soul,  Arise.      6,  6,  8. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  His  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede, 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  He  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary  ; 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me  : 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die. 

4  The  Father  hears  Him  pray, 

The  dear  anointed  one  : 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  His  Son  : 

«9" 


ADOPTION. 

His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5   To  God  I'm  reconciled, 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear  ; 
He  owns  me  for  His  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear  ; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  "Father,  Abba,  Father,''  cry. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

Z^3J         A  Desire  For  Purity.  L.  M. 


0 


THOU,  to  Whose  all-searching  sight 

The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart ;  it  pants  for  Thee; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 


2  Wash  out  its  stains  ;  refine  its  dross  ; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought  ;  let  all  within 

Be  clean,  as  Thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  Thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  Saviour,  where'er  Thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  Thee  ; 
O  let  Thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  Thy  holy  hill. 

193 


SALVATION 


If  rough  and  thorny  be  my  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

Nicolaus  L,  Zinzendorf. 


258 


Entirely  the  Lord's.          L.  M. 


LORD  I  am  Thine,  entirely  Thine, 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  Divine  ; 
With  full  consent  Thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  Thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Thine  would  I  live,  Thine  would  I  die, 
Be  Thine  through  all  eternity ; 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal, 
And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

3  Here,  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God, 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  Thee  my  all. 

Rev.  Samuel  JOavies. 


259 

0 


A  Full  Surrender.  L.  M. 


LOVE,  Thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

And  guard  the  gift  Thyself  hast  given. 
My  Portion  Thou,  my  Treasure  art, 
My  Life,  and  Happiness,  and  Heaven. 

2  Would  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  share? 
Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 
The  idol  from  my  breast  I'd  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  in  Thee. 


SANCTIF1CATION. 

3   Whatever  I  fondly  counted  mine, 

To  Thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore  ; 
Gladly  I  all  for  Thee  resign  • 

Give  me  Thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

2 60     The  Pearl  °f  Perfect  Love.     L.  M. 
JESUS,  full  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

0  all-atoning  Lamb  of  God ! 
I  wait  to  see  Thy  glorious  face ; 

1  seek  redemption  in  Thy  blood. 

Thou  art  the  Anchor  of  my  hope ; 

The  faithful  promise  I  receive ; 
Surely  Thy  death  shall  raise  me  up, 

For  Thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live. 

Satan,  with  all  his  arts,  no  more 

Me  from  the  Gospel  hope  can  move ; 

I  shall  receive  the  gracious  power, 
And  find  the  pearl  of  perfect  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


261 
G 


Perfect  Holiness.  L.  M. 

OD  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Which  shall  from  age  to  age  endure, 

Whose  word,  when  heaven  and  earth  shall 
pass, 
Remains  and  stands  forever  sure. 

That  I  Thy  mercy  may  proclaim, 

That  all  mankind  Thy  truth  may  see, 

Hallow  Thy  great  and  glorious  name, 
And  perfect  holiness  in  me. 


SALVATION 

3  Give  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart, 

From  doubt,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free; 
The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  impart, 
And  let  my  spirit  cleave  to  Thee. 

4  O  that  I  now,  from  sin  released, 

Thy  word  may  to  the  utmost  prove ; 
Enter  into  the  promised  rest, 

The  Canaan  of  Thy  perfect  love ! 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

jZJQ  £  Thirsting  For  Heart  Purity.  L.  M. 


I 


THIRST,  Thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 

To  wash  me  in  Thy  cleansing  blood; 
To  dwell  within  Thy  wounds ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 


2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  Thee : 

Seal  Thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  sheltered  in  Thy  bleeding  side ! 
Who  thence  their  life  and  strength  derive, 
And  by  Thee  move,  and  in  Thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  Thou  Thy  quickening  Spirit  breathe? 
Thou  givest  the  power  Thy  grace  to  move; 
O  wondrous  grace  !  O  boundless  love  ! 

196 


SANCT1FICATION. 

5   Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  the  Crucified. 

Nicolaus  L.  Zinzendorf. 

2jQ^     Living  For  Christ  Alone.      C.  M. 

LET  Him  to  Whom  we  now  belong, 
His  sovereign  right  assert ; 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  His  Own, 

Who  bought  us  with  a  price  : 
The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone, 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jesus,  Thine  Own  at  last  receive  ; 

Fulfill  our  hearts'  desire  ; 
And  let  us  to  Thy  glory  live, 
And  in  Thy  cause  expire  ! 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley, 

2JQ^  A  Prayer  for  Sanctifi>atio7i.    C.  M. 


M 


Y  God,  I  know,  I  feel  Thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  Thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 


2   I  hold  Thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 
And  will  not  let  Thee  go, 
Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  Thy  goodness  know. 


SALVATION 

3  O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow ! 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

4  O  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall, 

And  all  my  sins  consume  ! 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  Thee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

5  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 

Illuminate  my  soul; 
Scatter  Thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


265 


Give  Me  Thyself.  C.  M. 


JESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live, 
Might  live  to  God  alone, 
In  Him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2   Give  me  Thyself;  from  every  boast. 
From  every  wish  set  free  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  Thee  be  lost, 
But  give  Thyself  to  me  ! 


Thy  gifts,  alas,  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  Thyself  be  given ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  Paradise, 

And  where  Thou  art,  is  heaven. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


266 

C 


SANCTIFICATION. 

A  Solemn  Consecration.        CM. 


OME,  let  us  use  the  grace  Divine, 
And  all,  with  one  accord, 

In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord. 


2  Give  up  ourselves  through  Jesus'  power, 

His  name  to  glorify  \ 
And  promise,  in  this  sacred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  covenant  we  this  moment  make, 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  • 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  His  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  His  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow ; 
And  if  Thou  art  well  pleased  to  hear, 
Come  down,  and  meet  us  now. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

267        A  Heart  Like  Christ's.        C  M. 


0 


FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  Thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me. 

2   A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone* 


SALVATION 

3  O  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  who  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  Divine ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good ; 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  Thine. 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
Write  Thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

268        Wash  Me  in  Thy  Blood.       CM 

EOREVER  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
Close  to  Thy  bleeding  side ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  Thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  all  Thine  Own, 

Wash  me,  and  mine  Thou  art, 

Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, — 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

4  The  cleansing  of  Thy  blood  apply, 
Till  faith  to  sight  improve  : 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

269        Yielding  All  to  Christ.         S:  M. 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
For  Jesus  to  receive? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more  ; 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  Thee  Conqueror. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 

My  friends,  my  all  resign; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  Thine  ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  ; 
Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  Thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  Life,  my  Portion  Thou, 

Thou  all-sufficient  art; 
My  Hope,  my  heavenly  Treasure,   now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


SALVATION 

270  The  Soul s  Need.  S.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Strength,  my  Hope, 
On  Thee  I  cast  my  care; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  Thou  hearest  my  prayer. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill; 

3  A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss ; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 
The  consecrated  cross. 

4  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  Thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly. 

5  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care; 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


271 


Living  For  Christ.  S.  M. 


ESUS,  I  live  to  Thee, 
The  Loveliest  and  Best; 

My  life  in  Thee,  Thy  life  in  me, 
In  Thy  blest  love  I  rest. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

Jesus,  I  die  to  Thee, 

Whenever  death  shall  come  ; 
To  die  in  Thee  is  life  to  me, 

In  my  eternal  home. 

Whether  to  live  or  die, 

I  know  not  which  is  best ; 
To  live  in  Thee  is  bliss  to  me, 

To  die  is  endless  rest. 

Living  or  dying,  Lord, 

I  ask  but  to  be  Thine  ; 
My  life  in  Thee,  Thy  life  in  me, 

Makes  heaven  forever  mine. 

Rev.  Henry  Harbaugh. 


Ill 


Consecration.  7,  7. 


TAKE  my  life  and  let  it  be 
Consecrated,  Lord,  to  Thee, 
Take  my  hands  and  let  them  move 
At  the  impulse  of  Thy  love. 

2  Take  my  feet  and  let  them  be 
Swift  and  beautiful  for  Thee. 
Take  my  voice  and  let  me  sing 
Always,  only,  for  my  King. 

3  Take  my  lips  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  from  Thee. 
Take  my  silver  and  my  gold; 
Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold. 

4  Take  my  moments  and  my  days  ; 
Let  them  flow  in  endless  praise. 


SALVATION 

Take  my  intellect  and  use 

Every  power  as  Thou  shalt  choose. 

5  Take  my  will  and  make  it  Thine ; 
It  shall  be  no  longer  mine. 
Take  my  heart,  it  is  Thine  Own, 
It  shall  be  Thy  royal  throne. 

6  Take  my  love ;  my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  Thy  feet  its  treasure  store. 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all  for  Thee. 

Miss  Frances  R.  Havergal. 

^/j     Love  of  and  Love  to  Christ.     7,  7. 

JESUS,  full  of  love  Divine, 
I  am  Thine  and  Thou  art  mine ; 
Let  me  live  and  die  to  prove 
Thine  unutterable  love. 

2  More  and  more  of  love  I  claim, 
Glowing  still  with  quenchless  flame ; 
All  my  heart  to  Thee  aspires, 
Yearns  with  infinite  desires. 

3  Every  thought,  design,  and  word, 
Burn  with  love  to  Thee,  my  Lord ; 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit  joined, 

All  in  love  to  Thee  combined. 

4  Ever  since  I  saw  Thy  face, 
Proved  Thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Chose  Thee  as  the  better  part, 
Love  has  filled  and  fired  my  heart. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

5  Jesus,  Saviour,  Thou  art  mine ; 
Jesus,  all  I  have  is  Thine : 
Never  shall  the  altar-fire, 
Kindled  on  my  heart,  expire. 

6  Love  my  darkness  shall  illume, 
Love  shall  all  my  sins  consume ; 
Sweetly  then  I  die  to  prove 

An  eternity  of  love.         Benjamin  Gongh. 

2/4"   ^razse  For  Full  Salvation,    io,  1 1. 

ALL  praise  to  the  Lamb  !  accepted  I  am, 
Through  faith  in  the  Saviour's  adorable 
name  ; 
In  Him  I  confide ;  His  blood  is  applied ; 
For  me  He  hath  suffered,  for  me  He  hath 
died. 

%  Not  a  cloud  doth  arise,  to  darken  my  skies, 
Or  hide  for  a  moment  my  Lord  from  mine 

eyes ; 
In  Him  I  am  blest,   I  lean  on  His  breast^ 
And  lo  !  in  His  wounds  I  continue  to  rest. 
Rev.  Charles  Wesley 

JL  J  3    Welcome,  Dear  Redeemer.    8,  7,  4. 

WELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer, 
Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine : 
Lord,  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Every  power  and  thought  be  Thine ; 
Thine  entirely,  through  eternal  ages  Thine, 
Thine  entirely,  through  eternal  ages  Thine. 


SALVATION. 

Known  to  all  to  be  Thy  mansion, 
Earth  and  hell  will  disappear; 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possessions, 
When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near ; 

Shout,  O  Zion, 
Shout,  ye  saints,  the  Lord  is  here. 

Rev.  William  Mason. 


215 


Full  Salvation. 


FULL  salvation  !  full  salvation! 
Lo,  the  fountain  opened  wide  ! 
Streams  through  every  land  and  nation, 
From  the  Saviour's  wounded  side  : 

Full  salvation  ! 
Streams  an  endless  crimson  tide. 

2  O'er  the  page  of  condemation 

See  the  cleansing  current  flow, 
Washing  stains  of  deep  carnation 
Whiter  than  the  driven  snow  : 

Full  salvation  ! 
O  the  rapturous  bliss  to  know. 

3  Love's  resistless  current  sweeping 

All  the  regions  deep  within ; 
Thought,  and  wish,  and  senses  keeping 

Now,  and  every  instant,  clean  :    ■ 
Full  salvation ! 
Full  salvation  from  all  sin  ! 

4  Life  immortal,  heaven  descending, 

Lo,  the  Spirit  seeks  His  shrine ! 
God  and  man  in  oneness  blending — 

206 


SANCTIFICATION. 

O  what  fellowship  is  mine  ! 

Full  salvation ! 
Raised  in  Christ  to  life  Divine. 

5   Care  and  doubting,  sin  and  sorrow, 
Fear  and  shame,  are  mine  no  more ; 
Faith  knows  naught  of  dark  to-morrow, 
For  my  Saviour  goes  before : 

Full  salvation ! 
Full  and  free  for  evermore  !     f.  Bottome. 

jr^  J  J  Divine  Love.  8,  7,  D. 

LOVE  Divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  Thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  Thy  faithful  mercies  crown : 
Jesus,  Thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  Thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation, 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2   Breathe,  O  breathe  Thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast; 
Let  us  all  in  Thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  the  promised  rest. 
Take  away  our  love  of  sinning ; 

Alpha  and  Omega  be ; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

5   Come,  almighty  to  deliver 
Let  us  all  Thy  life  receive ; 
Speedily  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  Thy  temples  leave. 

207 


SALVATION 

Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above, 
Pray  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  Thy  perfect  love. 
4  Finish  then,  thy  new  creation ; 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be ; 
Let  us  see  Thy  great  salvation 

Perfectly  restored  in  Thee  ; 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

Z,  /  O         I  Know  I  Love  Him.         L.  M. 

I  KNOW  I  love  my  Saviour  now, 
As  once  I  knew  I  loved  Him  not: 
His  hand  of  love  has  sealed  my  vow, 
And  fixed  tny  new  and  blissful  lot 

2  My  faith  has  found  a  resting-place, 

Whereon  my  weary  soul  can  lie ; 
And  peace,  and  joy,  and  boundless  grace 
Enfold  me  like  a  summer  sky. 

3  The  storms  may  come,  the  sunshine  go, 

My  Friend  will  still  be  true  and  strong  ; 
His  hand  will  wipe  the  tears  that  flow, 
And  bear  my  trembling  soul  along. 

4  I  know  I  love  Him,  feel  Him  mine; 

He  rules  my  soul  with  gentle  sway ; 
He  guides  me  still  in  light  Divine, 
And  bids  me  wait  His  crowning  day. 

Rev,  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


279 
I 


ASSURANCE. 

I'm  Not  Ashamed.  CM. 


'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  His  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  His  word, 
The  glory  of  His  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God  !  I  know  His  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  He  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  His  throne  His  promise  stands, 

And  He  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  His  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  He  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  His  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


280 


An  Humble  Heart.  C  M. 


COME,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire  ; 
This  one  great  gift  impart — 
What  most  I  need,  and  most  desire, 
An  humble,  holy  heart. 

2   Bear  witness  I  am  born  again, 
My  many  sins  forgiven  ; 
Nor  let  a  gloomy  doubt  remain 
To  cloud  my  hope  to  heaven. 

Asahel  Nettleton. 
209 


SALVATION 

^y|   Knowledge  of  Sins  Forgiven.    S.  M. 

HOW  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiven  ? 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven? 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen, 

With  confidence  we  tell ; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men, 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 

That  He  for  us  hath  died, 
We  all  His  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  His  blood  applied. 

4  Exults  our  rising  soul, 

Disburdened  of  its  load, 
And  swells,  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


282 

I 


Blessed  Confidence.  S.  M. 


HEAR  the  words  of  love, 

I  gaze  upon  the  blood, 
I  see  the  mighty  sacrifice, 

And  I  have  peace  with  God. 

2  The  clouds  may  go  and  come, 

And  storms  may  sweep  my  sky  ; 
This  blood-sealed  friendship  changes  not, 
The  cross  is  ever  nigh. 


ASSURANCE. 

3   I  change ;  He  changes  not, 
The  Christ  can  never  die  ; 
His  love,  not  mine,  the  resting-place, 
His  truth,  not  mine,  the  tie. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar. 


283 
I 


Resting  on  Jesus.  S.  M. 

LAY  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load. 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White,  in  His  blood  most  precious, 

Till  not  a  stain  remains. 

I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus  ; 

All  fullness  dwells  in  Him ; 
He  heals  all  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, — 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild  ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  Child. 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing,  with  saints,  His  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar. 


284 
I 


SALVATION 

In  God  Is  Soul  Rest.  C.  M. 


WOULD  commune  with  Thee,    my  God  ; 

E'en  to  Thy  seat  I  come ; 
I  leave  my  joys,  I  leave  my  sins, 

And  seek  in  Thee  my  home. 

2  I  stand  upon  the  mount  of  God, 

With  sunlight  in  my  soul; 
I  see  the  storm  in  vales  beneath, 
I  hear  the  thunders  roll. 

3  But  I  am  calm  with  Thee,  my  God, 

Beneath  these  glorious  skies; 
And  to  the  height  on  which  I  stand 
No  storms  nor  clouds  can  rise. 

4  O  this  is  life,  O  this  is  joy, 

My  Cod,  to  find  Thee  so; 
Thy  face  to  see,  Thy  voice  to  hear, 

And  all  Thy  love  to  know.  Unknown. 


285 
M 


Secure  Happiness.  C.  M. 


Y  God,  the  covenant  of  Thy  love 
Abides  for  ever  sure ; 
And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2   Since  Thou,  the  everlasting  God, 
My  Father  art  become, 
Jesus,  my  Guardian  and  my  Friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home ; — 


ASSURANCE. 


3   I  welcome  all  Thy  sovereign  will, 
For  all  that  will  is  love ; 
And  when  I  know  not  what  Thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 

2 06  ^s  Thy  Days  So  Thy  Strength.  7,  7. 

WAIT,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 
To  His  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  His  word, 

As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 
God  has  promised  needful  grace  : 
As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Rock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure, 

With  Thy  promise,  full  and  free, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure  : 

As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 

William  F.  Lloyd. 

£{j  J        Strength  in  Weakness.        L.  M. 

LET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day  ; 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2   I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  suffering,  if  my  Lord  be  there ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  He  my  sinking  head  sustains. 


SALVATION 

3   I  glory  in.  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  Own  power  may  rest  on  me; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong ; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

^OO  Believing  Against  Fears.  L.  M.  I). 

AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 
Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place  ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  His  face ; 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no ! 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Barren  although  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  one  bud  of  grace  appear; 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  sin,  and  only  sin,  is  here; 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see ; 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 

And  glory  that  He  died,  for  me. 

3  In  hope,  believing  against  hope, 

Jesus  my  Lord  and  God  I  claim; 
Jesus,  my  Strength,  shall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jesus  name ; 
To  me  He  soon  shall  bring  it  nigh; 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

214 


ASSURANCE. 

289        My  Soul  Be  Calm-       s-  M- 

BE  tranquil,  O  my  soul, 
Be  quiet,  every  fear, 
Thy  Father  hath  complete  control, 
And  He  is  ever  near. 

2  Ne'er  of  thy  lot  complain, 

Whatever  may  befall ; 
Sickness,  or  care,  or  want,  or  pain, 
'Tis  well-appointed  all. 

3  O  then,  my  soul,  be  still, 

Await  heaven's  high  decree; 
Seek  but  thy  gracious  Father's  will, 
It  shall  be  well  with  thee. 

Dr.  Thomas  Hastings. 


290 


Firmness.  S.  M. 

FIRM  and  unmoved  are  they 
That  rest  their  souls  on  God ; 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
The  City's  sacred  ground, 
So  God,  and  His  almighty  love, 
Embrace  His  saints  around. 

Rev.  Isaac  IVaits 


291 
W 


Come  to  Me.  L.  M 


ITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around; 
Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea ; 
Yet  mid  the  gloom  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper,  Come  to  Me. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest; 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee ; 
0  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 

How  sweet  the  bidding,  Come  to  Me. 

3  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die; 

Earth  is  no  resting-place  for  thee; 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye, 
I  arn  thy  Portion ;  Come  to  Me. 

4  O  voice  of  mercy !  voice  of  love ! 

In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony, 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above, 
And  gently  whisper,  Come  to  Me. 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


T&1 
W 


A  Clear  Title.  C.  M. 


HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 


TRIAL  AND  CONFLICT. 

There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


293 


Our  Guide  a?id  Friend.         C.  M. 


FATHER  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend, 
0  lead  us  gently  on, 
Until  life's  trial  time  shall  end, 
And  heavenly  peace  be  won. 

2  We  know  not  what  the  path  may  be 

As  yet  by  us  untrod ; 
But  we  can  trust  our  all  to  Thee, 
Our  Father,  and  our  God. 

3  If  called,  like  Abraham's  child,  to  climb 

The  hill  of  sacrifice, 
Some  angel  may  be  there  in  time ; 
Deliverance  shall  arise : 

4  Or,  if  some  darker  lot  be  good, 

O  teach  us  to  endure 
The  sorrow,  pain,  or  solitude, 
That  make  the  spirit  pure. 

5  Christ  by  no  flowery  pathway  came  ; 

And  we,  His  followers  here, 
Must  do  Thy  will  and  praise  Thy  name, 
In  hope,  and  love,  and  fear. 

Rev.  William  J.  Irons, 
217 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

2  94-         Refuge  of  My  Soul.  C.  M. 

DEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  Thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  Thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  Thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  Thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  Word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  Thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust  ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  Thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still ; 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat, 
With  humble  hope  attend  Thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  Thy  feet. 

Anne  Steele. 

^y  3  Leaning  on  Christ.  C.  M 

LORD,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 
Whether  I  die  or  live  ; 
To  love  and  serve  Thee  is  my  share, 
And  this  Thy  grace  must  give. 


TRIAL  AND  CONFLICT. 

If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad 

That  I  may  long  obey  ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 

To  end  my  toilsome  day? 

Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 
Than  He  went  through  before; 

He  that  unto  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  His  door. 

Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me  meet 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see ; 
For,  if  Thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 

What  will  Thy  glory  be? 

Then  I  shall  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  the  triumphant  saints 

Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 


Rev.  Richard  Baxter. 


296 
R 


Rock  of  Ages.  7,  7. 

OCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  Thy  wounded  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure ; 
Save  me,  Lord,  and  make  me  pure. 
Not  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfill  Thy  law's  demands ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 


3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring; 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress; 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee  for  grace; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly  ; 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 

Rev.  Augustus  M.  Toplady. 

^y  /    Jesus,  Lover  of  My  Soul.    7,  7,  D. 

JESUS,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
O  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2   Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee ; 
Leave,  O  leave  me  not  alone ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed ; 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing. 


TRIAL   AND  CONFLICT. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find. 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  Thy  name ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
False,  and  full  of  sin  I  am ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  Thee; 
Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

298      A  Soldier  of  the  Cross.  CM. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  His  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  His  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFK 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  : 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  Thy  Word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
With  faith's  discerning  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  Thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  Thine. 

Rev  Isaac  Watts. 


299 

G 


Firm  Amidst  Trial.  CM. 


OD  of  Thine  Israel's  faithful  three, 
Who  braved  the  tyrant's  ire, 

Who  nobly  scorned  to  bow  the  knee, 
And  walked,  unhurt,  in  fire  : 


2  O  breathe  their  faith  into  my  breast 

In  every  trying  hour ; 
And  stand,  O  Son  of  man,  confessed 
In  all  Thy  saving  power  ! 

3  While  Thou,  almighty  Lord,  art  nigh, 

My  soul  disdains  to  fear; 
Both  sin  and  Satan  I  defy, 
Still  impotently  near. 


TRIAL  AND  CONFLICT. 

Though  earth  and  hell  their  warfare  wage  ; 

I  mark  their  vain  design, 
And  calmly  smile  to  see  them  rage 

Against  a  child  of  Thine. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


300 
W 


Lead  Me  to  the  Rock.  S.  M. 


HEN,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 
My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make. the  covert  of  Thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  Thy  presence,  Lord, 

Forever  I'll  abide  • 
Thou  art  the  Tower  of  my  defence, 
The  Refuge  where  I  hide. 

Rev.  Isaac  Walts. 

301    My  Soul,  Be  on  Thy  Guard.    S.  M. 


M 


Y  soul,  be  on  thy  guard ; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 


2   O  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  Divine  implore. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 

Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 

He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting  breath 
Up  to  His  blest  abode. 

Rev.  George  Ilealh. 


302 
M 


Hold  Fast.  S.  M. 


Y  soul,  weigh  not  thy  life 

Against  thy  heavenly  crown ; 
Nor  suffer  Satan's  deadliest  strife 
To  beat  thy  courage  down. 


2  With  prayer  and  crying  strong 

Hold  on  the  fearful  fight, 
And  let  the  breaking  day  prolong 
The  wrestling  of  the  night. 

3  The  battle  soon  will  yield, 

If  thou  thy  part  fulfill ; 
For  strong  as  is  the  hostile  shield, 
Thy  sword  is  stronger  still. 

4  Thine  armor  is  Divine, 

Thy  feet  with  victory  shod  ; 
And  on  thy  head  shall  quickly  shine 
The  diadem  of  God. 

Rei>.  Leonard  Swain. 


303 


TRIAL  AND  CONFLICT. 

The  Christian1  s  Armor.       S.  M. 


EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight; 
My  simple  upright  heart  prepare, 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove  ; 
Let  all  my  works  in  Thee  be  wrought ; 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 

Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  Thee  ; 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  O  may  I  love  like  Thee ; 

In  all  Thy  footsteps  tread ; 
Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 

But  nothing  Thou  hast  made. 

5  O  may  I  learn  the  art, 

With  meekness  to  reprove ; 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love.- 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


His  Strength.  S.  M.  D. 


304 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ  arise, 
And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  His  eternal  Son; 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

And  in  His  mighty  power, 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 

Is  more  than  conqueror 

Stand,  then,  in  His  great  might, 

With  all  His  strength  endued ; 
But  take  to  arm  you  for  the  fight 

The  panoply  of  God  : 
That,  having  all  things  done, 

Aud  all  your  conflicts  past, 
You  may  o'ercome  through   Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 

From  strength  to  strength  go  on ; 

Wrestle  and  fight  and  pray  ; 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 

And  win  the  well-fought  day. 
Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  His  soldiers,  Come  ! 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descends  from  high, 

And  takes  the  conquerors  home. 

Rev  C/iar/es  Wesley. 


305 
I 


Submission  S.  M.  D. 


T  is  Thy  hand,  my  God ; 

My  sorrow  comes  from  Thee  : 
I  bow  beneath  Thy  chastening  rod, 

'Tis  love  that  bruises  me. 
I  would  not  murmur,  Lord  : 

Before  Thee  I  am  dumb  : 
Lest  I  should  breathe  one  murmuring  word, 

To  Thee  for  help  I  come. 


TRIAL  AND  CONFLICT. 

2  My  God,  Thy  name  is  Love ; 

A  Father's  hand  is  Thine ; 
With  tearful  eyes  I  look  above, 

And  cry.  Thy  will  be  mine  ! 
I  know  Thy  will  is  right, 

Though  it  may  seem  severe ; 
Thy' path  is  still  unsullied  light, 

Though  dark  it  may  appear. 

3  Jesus  for  me  hath  died  ; 

Thy  Son  Thou  didst  not  spare ; 
His  pierced  hands,  His  bleeding  side, 

Thy  love  for  me  declare. 
Here  my  poor  heart  can  rest  ; 

My  God,  it  cleaves  to  Thee  : 
Thy  will  is  love ;  Thine  end  is  blest ; 

All  work  for  good  to  me. 

Rev.  James  G.  Deck. 

^\J\y      Lend,  Kindly  Light.       10,  4,  10. 

LEAD,    kindly   light,    amid    the  encircling 
gloom, 

Lead  Thou  me  on ; 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home; 

Lead  Thou  me  on ; 
Keep  Thou  my  feet;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene, — one  step  enough  for 
me. 

2   I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  Thou 
Shouldst  lead  me  on; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path ;  but 
now 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Lead  Thou  me  on. 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and,  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will :  remember  not  past 
years. 

So  long  Thy  power  hath  blessed  me,   sure 
it  still 

Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen,    o'er  crag  and  torrent, 
till 

The  night  is  gone  ; 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since,    and  lost 
awhile. 

Meanwhile,  along  the  narrow,  rugged  path 

Thyself  hast  trod, 
Lead,  Saviour,  lead  me  home  in  childlike 
faith, 

Home  to  my  God, 
To  rest  forever  after  earthly  strife, 
In  the  calm  light  of  everlasting  life. 

Bishop  J.  H.  Nezuman. 


307 
T 


Thy  Way,  Not  Mine.        6,  6,  D. 

HY  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord, 

However  dark  it  be  ! 
Lead  me  by  Thine  Own  hand; 

Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 
I  dare  not  choose  my  lot  ; 

I  would  not,  if  I  might ; 
Choose  Thou  for  me,  my  God, 

So  shall  I  walk  aright. 
228 


TRIAL   AND  CONFLICT. 

The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  Thine  ;  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  Thine, 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 
Take  Thou  my  cup,  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  Thee  may  seem; 

Choose  Thou  my  good  and  ill. 

Choose  Thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health  ; 
Choose  Thou  my  cares  for  me, 

My  poverty  or  wealth. 
Not  mine  but  Thine  the  choice, 

In  things  both  great  and  small; 
Be  Thou  my  Guide,  my  Strength, 

My  Wisdom  and  my  All. 

Rev.  Hortitis  Bonar. 


308 
M 


As  Thou  Wilt.  6,  6,  D. 


Y  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

O  may  Thy  will  be  mine ; 
Into  Thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign. 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy 

Conduct  me  as  Thine  Own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done. 

My  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Since  Thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  Thee, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done. 

3   My  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me; 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  Thee. 
Thus  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done. 

Rev.  Benjamin  Schmolck,  tr. 

309  Gently  Lead  Us.  8,  7,  D. 

GENTLY,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us, 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  yet  decreed  us, 
Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 
When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  Thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  Thy  perfect  way. 

2   In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
And,  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  on  Thy  bosom  rest, 
Till,  by  angel-bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest, 

Dr.   Thomas  Hastings, 
230 


TRIAL   AND  CONFLICT. 


310 


He  is  Faithful.  8,  7. 

"YTEVER  can  the  word  be  broken, 
Xi      Long  ago  Jehovah  vowed, 
When  He  set  His  friendly  token 
On  the  dark  and  murky  cloud. 

2  In  the  stormy  gloom  of  sorrows, 

In  the  darkest  days  of  woe, 
In  the  fear  of  sad  to-morrows; 
We  shall  see  His  shining  bow. 

3  After  grief  shall  come  the  gladness ; 

Joy  and  pleasure  after  pain ; 
Tearless  rapture  after  sadness ; 
Blessed  sunshine  after  rain. 

4  Still  His  rainbow  is  the  token 

Of  a  grace  that  must  prevail; 
Of  a  promise  never  broken, 
And  a  love  that  cannot  fail. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler, 


311 

G 


Strong  Salvation.  7,  6,  D. 


OD  is  my  strong  Salvation  ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  Light,  my  Help,  is  near: 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  in  the  fight  I  stand ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 

With  God  at  my  right  hand  ? 
231 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Place  on  the  Lord  reliance  ; 

My  soul  with  courage  wait; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance, 
.  When  faint  and  desolate ; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 

James  Montgomery. 


3\2 

B 


Our  Battlefield.  7,  7,  D. 

RETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 

Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end. 
Forward,  then,  with  courage  go  ; 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls,  Come  home! 

In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie,  to  take  us  anawares ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  part; 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saint's  shall  soon  victorious  be; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls,  Come  home  ! 

But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 
Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within ; 


SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

Yet  let  nothing  spoil  our  peace, 
Christ  shall  also  conquer  these ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child  your  Father  calls,  Come  home  ! 

Rev.  Joseph  Swain. 

313         Peace  With  Suffering.         CM. 


w 


E  bless  Thee  for  Thy  peace,  O  God  ! 
Deep  as  the  soundless  sea, 
Which  falls  like  sunshine  on  the  road 
Of  those  who  trust  in  Thee. 


2  We  ask  not,  Father,  for  repose 

Which  comes  from  outward  rest, 
If  we  may  have  through  all  life's  woes 
Thy  peace  within  our  breast ; — 

3  That  peace  which  suffers  and  is  strong, 

Trusts  where  it  cannot  see, 
Deems  not  the  trial-way  too  long, 
But  leaves  the  end  with  Thee  ;  — 

4  Such,  Father,  give  our  hearts  such  peace, 

Whate'er  the  outward  be, 
Till  all  life's  discipline  shall  cease, 

And  we  go  home  to  Thee.  Anon. 

fc3l4'  Jesus  >  I  My  Cross  Have  Taken.  8,7,D. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  Thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 
Thou,  from  hence  my  All  shalt  be. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Perish  every  fond  ambition ; 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known  ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition  ; 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

Let  the  word  despise  and  leave  me  ; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too  ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me  j 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue  ; 
And  whilst  Thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  forsake  me ; 

Show  Thy  face  and  all  is  bright. 

Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me  ; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me  ; 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me 

While  Thy  love  is  left  to  me  ; 
O  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  Thee. 

Take,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin  and  fear  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  Own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte. 


SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

315        A  Cross  For  Every  One.        C.  M. 

MUST  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 
And  all  the  world  go  free? 
No ;  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here, 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free ; 
And  then  go  home,  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

4  O  precious  cross  !  O  glorious  crown ! 

O  resurrection  day  ! 
Ye  angels  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

Rev.   Thomas  Shepherd, 


316 


Fear  Not.  S.  M. 


FEAR  not,  poor  weary  one, 
But  struggle  bravely  yet; 
Toil  on  until  thy  task  is  done, 
Until  thy  sun  is  set. 

2   Though  many  are  thy  cares, 
And  many  are  thy  fears, 
The  loving  Christ  thy  burden  shares, 
And  wipes  away  thy  tears. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

No  distant  Christ  is  He, 

And  one  that  doth  not  know ; 

But  watches  close  and  constantly 
The  path  which  thou  dost  go. 

'Tis  when  thy  heart  is  tried, 

'Tis  in  thine  hour  of  grief, 
He  standeth  ever  at  thy  side, 

And  ever  brings  relief. 

Rev.   Thomas  C.   Upham. 


317 
I 


Sewet  Co?ite?it.  L.  M. 


F  life  in  sorrow  must  be  spent, 
So  be  it ;  I  am  well  content ; 
And  meekly  wait  my  last  remove, 
Desiring  only  trustful  love. 

2  No  bliss  I'll  seek,  but  to  fulfill 

In  life,  in  death,  Thy  perfect  will ; 

No  succor  in  my  woes  I  want, 

But  what  my  Lord  is  pleased  to  grant. 

3  Our  days  are  numbered ;  let  us  spare 
Our  anxious  hearts  a  needless  care ; 
'Tis  Thine  to  number  out  our  days  ; 
'Tis  ours  to  give  them  to  Thy  praise. 

Madame  Jeanne  Guy  on. 

318     The  0ne  to  Lean  0n-     L-  M- 

WHEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  Him  I  lean,  Who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain; 
236 


SUFFERING  AND  DISCIPLINE. 

He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 

From  heavenly  wisdom's  narrow  way  ; 

To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do  : 

Still  He,  Who  felt  temptation's  power, 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

If  wounded  love  my  bosom  swell, 
Deceived  by  those  I  prized  too  well, 
He  shall  His  pitying  aid  bestow, 
Who  felt  on  earth  severer  woe, — 
At  once  betrayed,  denied,  or  fled, 
By  those  who  shared  His  daily  bread. 

And  O,  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed,  for  Thou  hast  died; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 


Sir  Robert  Gran. 


319 
W 


Looking  to  Jesus.  CM. 

HEN  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  fly  away ; 

Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  His  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 

Where  Jesus  pleads  above ; 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

3   Sweet  on  His  faithfulness  to  rest, 
Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet  on  His  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

Rev.  Augustus  M.   Toplady. 

320  In  God's  Hands.  C.  M. 

MY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 
Great  God,  are  in  Thy  hand  ; 
My  chief  enjoyments  come  from  Thee, 
And  go  at  Thy  command. 

2  O  Lord,  shouldst  Thou  withhold  them  all, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine ; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  Thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 

Though  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness, 
In  Thee,  and  Thee  alone. 

Rev.  Benjamin  Beddome. 


321 


Shake  Off  Thy  Fears.  L.  M. 

STAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 
And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  Jesus  thy  great  Captain's  gone. 

2   Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course, 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes  ; 
Thy  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  He  rose. 

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3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  : 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 

Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


^)/i/i  Encouragement  to  Sufferers.    L.  M. 


D 


EEM  not  that  they  are  blessed  alone 
Whose  lives  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 

The  Power,  Who  pities  man,  hath  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 


2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears; 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

3  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night : 

And  grief  may  hide  an  evening  guest, 

But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  Let  not  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny, — 

Though  with  a  pierced  and  bleeding  heart, 

And  spurned  of  meu,  He  goes  to  die. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

5   For  God  hath  marked  each  sorrowing  day, 
And  numbered  every  secret  tear; 
And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay. 
For  all  His  children  suffer  here. 

William  Citllen  Bryant. 

323      "7  WiU  Comfort  Your         L.  M. 

N  God  let  all  His  saints  rejoice, 

With  thankful  heart  and  cheerful  voice  ; 
Thus  saith  His  Word,  so  kind  and  true, 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 


I 


2  Sweet  words  !   O  let  us  bless  His  name. 
And  joyful  all  His  praise  proclaim  ; 
These  words  shall  foes  and   fears  subdue, 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

3  Do  sore  afflictions  on  you  prey, 
And  pungent  sorrows  day  by  day? 

Look  to  this  word,  'twill  bear  you  through, 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

4  If  death  in  gloomy  form  appear. 
And  overwhelm  you  souls  with  fear  ; 
Let  this  sweet  word  your  faith  renew, 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

5  And  when  each  happy  soul  attains 
That  blissful  state  where  glory  reigns, 
This  song  shall  all  his  powers  employ, 
God  is  my  comfort  and  my  joy. 

Rev.  Samiwl  Medley. 


EXHORTATION  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT. 


324 

S 


Sow  Thy  Seed.  S.  M. 

OW  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand. 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed ; 

Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  knowest  not  which  shall  thrive, — 

The  late  or  early  sown ; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown  : 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain : 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

5  Then  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God,  is  come, 
The  angel  reapers  shall  descend 
And  shout  the  Harvest-home ! 

James  Montgomery . 

325    Give  to  theWinds  Thy  Fears.   S.  M. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears  ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  His  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  What  though  thou  rulest  not  ! 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

4  Leave  to  His  sovereign  sway, 

To  choose  and  to  command  ; 
So  shalt  thou,  wondering,    own  His  way ; 
How  wise,  how  strong  His  hand  ! 

Rev.  Pan  I  us  Gerhardt. 

326   Cast  Thy  Burden  071  the  Lord.    S.  M. 

HOW  gentle  God's  commands, 
How  kind  His  precepts  are  ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  His  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  His  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Shall  guard  His  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  His  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


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327 

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Walk  in  the  Light.  C.  M. 

ALK  in  the  light :  so  shalt  thou  know 
That  fellowship  of  love, 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light:  and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  His 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  Whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light  :  and  e'en  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

4  Walk  in  the  light :  thy  path  shall  be 

Peaceful,  serene,  and  bright; 
For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  Himself  is  Light. 

Bernard  Barton. 


328 
G 


God  Is  All  in  All.  C.  M. 


OD,  my  Supporter,  and  my  Hope  ; 

My  help  forever  near  : 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  holds  me  up 

When  sinking  in  despair. 

2   Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 
Through  this  dark  wilderness. 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  Thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  Thy  face. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  Thee. 

4  What,  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  Rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

Rev.   Isaac  Watts. 


329 


Looking  Up.  8,  8,  6. 

COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  through  this  wilderness, 
Who  still  your  bodies  feel ; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
We  shall  before  His  face  appear 

And  by  His  side  sit  down; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure, 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley 


EXHORTATION  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

330  The  Call  of  Jesus.  8,  7. 

JESUS  calls  us,  o'er  the  tumult 
Of  our  life's  wild,  restless  sea ; 
Day  by  day  His  sweet  voice  soundeth, 
Saying,  Christian,  follow  Me  ! 

2  Jesus  calls  us — from  the  worship 

Of  the  vain  world's  golden  store; 

From  each  idol  that  would  keep  us,  — 

Saying,  Christian,  love  Me  more  ! 

3  In  our  joys  and  in  our  sorrows, 

Days  of  toil  and  hours  of  ease, 
Still  He  calls,  in  cares  and  pleasures, — 
Christian,  love  Me  more  than  these  ! 

4  Jesus  calls  us  !  by  Thy  mercies, 

Saviour,  may  we  hear  Thy  call; 

Give  our  hearts  to  Thy  obedience, 

Serve  and  love  Thee  best  of  all ! 

Mrs.  C.  F.  Alexander. 

t3h3l  Weeping — Reaping.  7,  7. 

HE  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 
Bearing  precious  seed  in  love, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 
Findeth  mercy  from  above, 

2   Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven, 
Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine  ; 
Precious  fruits  will  thus  be  given, 
Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Sow  thy  seed ;  be  never  weary; 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary, 

Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 

Lo  !  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening, 
See  the  rising  grain  appear ; 

Look  again ;  the  fields  are  whitening, 
For  the  harvest-time  is  near. 

Dr.   Thomas  Hastings. 


332 

0 


Looking  to  Jesus.  1 1 ,   i 


EYES  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are 

sore  ! 

Look  off  unto  Jesus,  now  sorrow  no  more  ! 
The  light  of  His  countenance  shineth  so 

bright, 
That  here,  as  in  heaven,  there  need  be  no 

night. 

2  While  looking  to  Jesus,    my  heart  cannot 

fear  ; 
I  tremble  no  more  when  I  see  Jesus  near ; 
I  know   that   His   presence  my  safeguard 

will  be, 
For,  Why  are  you  troubled?  He  saith  unto 

me. 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  O   may  I  be  found, 
When  Jordan's  dark  waters  encompass  me 

round  ; 
They  bear  me  away  in  His  presence  to  be; 
I  see  Him  still  nearer,  Whom  always  I  see, 
246 


EXHORTATION  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

4  Then,   then  shall  I  know  the  full   beauty 
and  grace 
Of  Jesus,    my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face  to 

face  ; 
Shall  know  how  His  love  went  before   me 

each  day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned  away. 

Unknown. 

j  ^j  ^j     How  Firm  a  Foundation.      1 1 ,  1 1 . 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,    ye   saints   of  the 
Lord, 
Is   laid  for  your  faith,    in    His    excellent 

Word! 
What  more  can   He  say,  than  to   you  He 

hath  said, — 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled? 

2  Fear  not,  I   am  with  thee,    O   be  not  -dis- 

mayed ; 
For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give   thee 

aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,   and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  My  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  When  through  the  deep  waters   I  call  thee 

to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trials  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to   thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

247 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

4  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

He, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,   shall  be  thy  sup- 

pJy; 

The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  de- 
sign 

Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  re- 
fine. 

5  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love, 
And  then,  when  gray  hairs  shall  their  tem- 
ples adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  My  bosom  be 
borne. 

6  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  re- 

pose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor 

to  shake, 
I'll  never — no,  never — no,  never — forsake. 

George  Keith. 

^jjj^i       Come,   Ye  Disconsolate.        n,  io. 

COME,    ye  disconsolate,   where'er   ye  lan- 
guish, 
Come  to  the  mercy-seat,   fervently  kneel  ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell 

your  anguish  ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot 
heal. 

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EXHORTATION  AND  ENCOURAGEMENT. 

2  Joy  of  the  comfortless,  Light  of  the  stray- 

ing, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,   tenderly  say- 
ing, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot 
cure. 

3  Here  see  the  Bread  of   Life;  see   waters 

flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from 
above ; 

Come  to  the  feast  prepared ;  come,   ever 
knowing, 

Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  re- 
move. 

Thomas  Moore  and  Dr.  Hastings. 

335        Comfort  For  Tempted.       8,  7,  4. 

OMY  soul  what  means  this  sadness  ? 
Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turned  to  gladness; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone  ; 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  His  dear  name. 

2  What,   though  Satan's  strong  temptations 
Sorely  vex  thee  day  by  day, 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay ; 
Thou  shalt  conquer, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
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3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 
From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  saith  He'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 
But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin  ; 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  His  gracious  word. 

Rez\  John  Fatucett. 

336     The  Lor*  s  My  Shephtt  d.     CM. 

THE  Lord's  my  shepherd,  I'll  not  want: 
He  makes  me  down  to  lie 
In  pastures  green ;  He  leadeth  me 
The  quiet  waters  by. 

2  My  soul  He  doth  restore  again; 

And  me  to  walk  doth  make 
Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
Ev'n  for  His  Own  name's  sake. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  in  death's  dark  vale, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
For  Thou  art  with  me,  and  Thy  rod 
And  staff  me  comfort  still. 

4  My  table  Thou  hast  furnished 

In  presence  of  my  foes  ; 
My  head  Thou  dost  with  oil  anoint, 
And  my  cup  overflows. 

5  Goodness  and  mercy,  all  my  life, 

Shall  surely  follow  me ; 
And  in  God's  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

Francis  Rous. 


337 


CHRISTIAN  ASPIRATION. 

Adoring  Christ.  L.  M.  D. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all, 
Hear  me,  blest  Saviour,  when  I  call ; 
Hear  me,  and  from  Thy  dwelling-place 
Pour  down  the  riches  of  Thy  grace ; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore ; 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

2  Jesus,  too  late  I  Thee  have  sought; 
How  can  I  love  Thee  as  I  ought? 
And  how  extol  Thy  matchless  fame, 
The  glorious  beauty  of  Thy  name  ? 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 

O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

3  Jesus,  what  didst  Thou  find  in  me, 
That  Thou  hast  dealt  so  lovingly? 

How  great  the  joy  that  Thou  hast  brought, 
So  far  exceeding  hope  or  thought ! 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore ; 

0  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

Rev.  Henry  Collins. 

338  Jesus  Our  Pattern.  L.  M. 

MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  Thy  Word ; 
But  in  Thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2   Such  was  Thy  truth,  and  such  Thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  Thy  Father's  will, 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  Divine, 

1  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  Thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  Thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  Thy  victory,  too. 

Be  Thou  my  Pattern  ;  let  me  bear 
More  of  Thy  gracious  image  here, 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


339 

S 


Living  the  Gospel.  L.  M. 

O  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  Gospel  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  Divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God ; 
When  His  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  His  Word. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts, 


340 
0 


Spiritual  Liberty.  S.  M. 

COME,  and  dwell  in  me, 

Spirit  of  power  within, 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear,  and  sin ! 

252 


CHRISTIAN  ASPIRATION. 

2  The  seed  of  sin's  disease, 

Spirit  of  health,  remove, — 
Spirit  of  finished  holiness, 
Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

3  I  want  the  witness,  Lord, 

That  all  I  do  is  right, 
According  to  Thy  will  and  Word, 
Well-pleasing  in  Thy  sight. 

4  I  ask  no  higher  state  ; 

Indulge  me  but  in  this, 
And  soon  or  later  then  translate 
To  my  eternal  bliss. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


341 


All  Like  Jesus.  S.  M. 


JESUS,  my  Truth,  my  way, 
My  sure,  unerring  Light ; 
On  Thee  my  feeble  steps  I  stay, 
Which  Thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  Wisdom  and  my  Guide, 

My  Counsellor  Thou  art; 
O  never  let  me  leave  Thy  side, 
Or  from  Thy  paths  depart. 

3  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  Thy  hands  my  cause, 
But  rest  in  Thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  Thy  cross. 

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O  make  me  all  like  Thee 

Before  I  hence  remove  ; 
Settle,  confirm,  establish  me, 

And  build  me  up  in  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


342 


The  Blessed  Law.  S.  M. 


THAT  blessed  law  of  Thine, 
Jesus,  to  me  impart; 
The  Spirit's  law  of  life  Divine, 
O  write  it  in  my  heart. 

2  Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, — 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3  Thy  nature  be  my  law, 

Thy  spotless  sanctity; 
And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 
My  happy  soul  to  Thee. 

4  Soul  of  my  soul  remain ! 

Who  didst  for  all  fulfill, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfill  again 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  will. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


343 
I 


The  Principle  Within.        C.  M. 

WANT  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous  godly  fear; 
A  sensibility  of  sin  ; 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 

254 


CHRISTIAN  ASPIRATION. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel, 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  queneh  the  kindling  fire. 

3  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  conscience  make  ; 
Awake  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

4  O  may  the  least  omission  pain 

My  well-instructed  soul, 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again, 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


344 


Soul  Thirst  For  God.  CM. 


AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams 
When  heated  in  the  chase, 
So  pants  my  soul,  O  Lord,  for  Thee, 
And  Thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  Thee,  my  God — the  living  God, — 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine ; 
O  when  shall  I  behold  Thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  Divine  ! 

3  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Trust  God  ;  Who  will  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  thy  sighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

4  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days, 

When  Thou,  0  Lord,  was  nigh ; 
When  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 
And  none  more  blest  than  I. 

5  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Hope  still;  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  Him  Who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  Saviour  and  thy  King. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte* 

34-5         Becoming  Christ-like.          CM. 

LORD,  as  to  Thy  dear  cross  we  flee, 
And  pray  to  be  forgiven, 
So  let  Thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear; 
Like  Thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brother's  griefs  to  share. 

3  If  joy  shall  at  Thy  bidding  fly, 

And  grief's  dark  day  come  on, 
We,  in  our  turn,  would  meekly  cry, 
Father,  Thy  will  be  done. 

4  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven, 
O  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life, 
And  follow  Thee  to  heaven  ! 

Rev.  John  H.  Gurtuy. 

256 


CHRISTIAN  ASPIRATION. 


346 


Blessed  Fountain.  7,   /. 

BLESSED  fountain,  full  of  grace  ! 
Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me ; 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am,  and  hope  to  be ; 

2  What  I  am,  as  one  redeemed, 

Saved  and  rescued  by  the  Lord; 
Hating  what  I  once  esteemed ; 
Loving  what  I  once  abhorred  : 

3  What  I  hope  to  be  ere  long 

When  I  take  my  place  above  ; 
When  I  join  the  heavenly  throng  ; 
When  I  see  the  God  of  love. 

4  Then  I  hope  like  Him  to  be, 

Who  redeemed  His  saints  from  sin  \ 
Whom  I  now  obscurely  see 

Through  a  vail  that  stands  between. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly. 


One  With  Christ.  7,  7. 


347 

PRINCE  of  Peace,  control  my  will 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2   May  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done; 
May  Thy  will  and  mine  be  one  : 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart; 
Now  Thy  perfect  peace  impart. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

3  Saviour,  at  Thy  feet  I  fall ; 

Thou  my  Life,  my  God,  my  All ; 
Let  Thy  happy  servant  be 
One  for  evermore  with  Thee. 

Mary  S.  B.  Shindler. 

34-8  A  Calm  and  Thankful  Heart.  CM. 

FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  Thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  Thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  Thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  Thou  art  mine, 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Anne  Steele. 


349 


Adieu,  Old  World.  7,  6,  7. 


'AIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

With  all  of  creature  good  ; 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  His  blood  : 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

All  thy  pomp,  thy  wealth  and  pride 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 
258 


CHRISTIAN  ASPIRATION. 

Other  knowledge  I  disdain; 

'Tis  all  but  vanity: 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  atoning  Victim  died  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace 

And  pleasure  without  end  ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend  ; 
Daily  in  His  grace  to  grow, 

Ever  in  His  faith  abide  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

Him  in  al1  my  works  I  seek, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree  ; 
Only  of  His  love  I  speak, 

Who  freely  died  for  me  ; 
While  I  sojourn  here  below, 

Nothing  will  I  seek  beside  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


350 
0 


O  Love  Divine.  8,  8,  6. 


LOVE  Divine,  how  sweet  Thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  Thee? 
I  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 

259 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, — 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

Stronger  His  love  than  death  or  hell ; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  ; 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,   the  breadth,  the  height. 

God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart : 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  ; 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 

O  that  I  could  forever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice, 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


351 


Tell  Me  No  More.  8,  8,  6. 


TELL  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys, 
Of  sinful  mirth  and  carnal  joys, 
The  things  I  loved  before  ; 
Let  me  but  view  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  feel  His  animating  grace, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 


CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 

Tell  me  no  more  of  praise  and  wealth, 
Of  careless  ease  and  blooming  health, 

For  they  have  all  their  snares  ; 
Let  me  but  know  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  see  my  name  enrolled  in  heaven, 

And  I  am  free  from  cares. 

Give  me  a  Bible  in  my  hand, 
A  heart  to  read  and  understand 

That  sure,  unerring  Word  ; 
I'd  urge  no  company  to  stay, 
But  sit  alone  from  day  to  day, 

Communing  with  my  L,ord. 

Susannah  Harrison. 


352 


A  Charge  to  Keep.  S.  M. 


A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have  : 
A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky ; 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill, — 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  Thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  O  Thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 
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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  Thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forever  die. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


353 


Ye  Saints.  S.  M. 


ARISE,  ye  saints,  arise  ! 
The  Lord  our  Leader  is  ; 
The  foe  before  His  banner  flies, 
And  victory  is  His. 

2  We  follow  Thee,  our  Guide, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King ; 
We  follow  Thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven's  eternal  spring. 

3  We  soon  shall  see  the  day, 

When  all  our  toils  shall  cease  ; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 

4  Then,  of  the  prize  possessed, 

We  hear  of  war  no  more  ; 

And  ever  with  our  Leader  rest 

On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 

5  This  hope  supports  us  here  ; 

It  makes  our  burdens  light ; 
.  'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer, 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly. 


CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 

354-       Make  Haste,  O  Man.  S.  M. 

MAKE  haste,  O  man,  to  live. 
For  thou  so  soon  must  die, 
Time  hurries  past  thee  like  the  breeze  ; 
How  swift  its  moments  fly! 

2  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  do 

Whatever  must  be  done  ; 
Thou  hast  no  time  to  lose  in  sloth, 
Thy  day  will  soon  be  gone. 

3  Up,  then,  with  speed,  and  work  ; 

Fling  ease  aud  self  away; 
This  is  no  time  for  thee  to  sleep  ; 
Up,  watch,  and  work,  and  pray. 

4  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live, 

Thy  time  is  almost  o'er; 
O  sleep  not,  dream  not,  but  arise, 
The  Judge  is  at  the  door. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bona?-. 


355 
M 


Living  For  Tesus.  L.  M. 


Y  gracious  Lord,  I  own  Thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  Thy  dictates,  and  obey. 

2  I  would  not  sigh  for  worldly  joy, 
Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good; 
Nor  future  days  nor  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

'Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live, 

To  Him  Who  for  my  ransom  died  ; 

Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  His  side. 

His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless, 
When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more  ; 

And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
His  dying  love,  His  saving  power. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


356 
G 


Go,  Labor  On.  L.  M. 


O,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent, 
Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will  : 

It  is  the  way  the  Master  went ; 

Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still? 


2  Go,  labor  on  ;  'tis  not  for  naught ; 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain  ; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 
The  Master  praises, — what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on  ;  enough  while  here, 

If  He  shall  praise  thee,  if  He  deign 
Thy  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer  ■ 
No  toil  for  Him  shall  be  in  vain. 

4  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice  ; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home  ; 
Soon    shalt    thou    hear    the   Bridegroom's 
voice, 
The  midnight  peal,  Behold,  I  come  ! 

Rev.  Horalius  Bonar. 
264 


CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 

357     Take  UP  Thy Cross-       L-  M- 

TAKE  up  thy  cross,  the  Saviour  said, 
If  thou  wouldst  My  disciple  be  ; 
Deny  thyself,  the  world  forsake, 
And  humbly  follow  after  Me. 

2  Take  up  thy  cross  ;  let  not  its  weight 

Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alarm  ; 
His  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
And  brace  thy  heart  and  nerve  thine  arm. 

3  Take  up  thy  cross,  then,  in  His  strength, 

And  calmly  every  danger  brave  ; 
'Twill  guide  thee  to  a  better  home, 
And  lead  to  victory  o'er  the  grave. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  Christ, 

Nor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down  ; 
For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross 

May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 

Rev..  Charles  IV.  Everest. 


358 


Awake,  My  Soul.  CM, 


AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Holds  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

265 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  His  Own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ; 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

5  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  Thee, 

Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  Thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 

359    Despise  Not  Small  Things.    CM. 

SCORN  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed, 
Nor  deem  it  void  of  power  ; 
There's  fruit  in  each  wind-wafted  seed 
That  waits  its  natal  hour. 

2  A  whispered  word  may  touch  the  heart, 

And  call  it  back  to  life  ; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart, 
And  still  unholy  strife. 

3  No  act  falls  fruitless  ;  none  can  tell 

How  vast  its  power  may  be, 
Nor  what  results  infolded  dwell 
Within  it  silently. 
266 


CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 


4  Work  on  ;  despair  not ;  bring  thy  mite, 
Nor  care  how  small  it  be  ; 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right, 

The  holy,  true,  and  free.  Anon. 

360       Who  WiU  Work  To-day f      8,  7. 

HARK,  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling, 
Who  will  go  and  work  to-day? 
Fields  are  white,  and  harvests  waiting, 
Who  will  bear  the  sheaves  away? 

2  Loud  and  long  the  Master  calleth, 

Rich  reward  He  offers  free  ; 
Who  will  answer,  gladly  saying, 
Here  am  I  ;  send  me,  send  me. 

3  Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 

There  is  nothing  I  can  do, 
While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying, 
And  the  Master  calls  for  you. 

4  Take  the  task  He  gives  you  gladly, 

Let  His  work  your  pleasure  be  ; 
Answer  quickly,  when  he  calleth, 
Here  am  I ;  send  me,  send  me. 

Rev.  Daniel  March. 


361 
I 


Do  What  you  Can.  8,  7.  D 


F  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 
Sail  among  the  swiftest  fleet ; 

Rocking  on  the  highest  billows, 
Laughing  at  the  storms  you  mee;  ? 
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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

You  can  stand  among  the  sailors, 
Anchored  yet  within  the  bay, 

You  can  lend  a  hand  to  help  them 
As  they  launch  their  boats  away. 

If  you  are  too  weak  to  journey 

Up  the  mountain,  steep  and  high ; 
You  can  stand  within  the  valley 

While  the  multitudes  go  by; 
You  can  chant  in  happy  measure 

As  they  slowly  pass  along  ; 
Though  they  may  forget  the  singer, 

They  will  not  forget  the  song. 

If  you  have  not  gold  and  silver 

Ever  ready  at  command  ; 
If  you  cannot  to  the  needy 

Reach  an  ever  open  hand  ; 
You  can  visit  the  afflicted, 

O'er  the  erring  you  can  weep, 
You  can  be  a  true  disciple, 

Sitting  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

Do  not,  then,  stand  idly  waiting 

For  some  greater  work  to  do, 
While  the  fields  are  white  to  harvest, 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you. 
Go  and  toil  in  any  vineyard  ; 

Do  not  fear  to  do  or  dare  ; 
If  you  want  a  field  of  labor 

You  can  find  it  anywhere. 

Ellen  H.  Gates. 
268 


CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 

J (3 1*  Lay  Your  Treasures  High.  8,  7,  D. 

LAY  your  treasures  higher,  safer, 
Than  the  golden  stores  of  men, 
Lest  the  coming  days  of  trouble 

Sweep  them  from  your  keeping  then ; 
Send  aloft  each  blessed  moment 

In  some  noble  use  to  God  ; 
Make  the  world  to  feel  your  presence 
Ere  you  sleep  beneath  the  sod. 

2   Ere  the  busy  hands  are  idle, 

Ere  the  beating  heart  is  still, 
Bring  some  treasures  to  the  Master, 

And  your  vows  of  love  fulfill ; 
Fill  your  days  with  loving  service  ; 

Seek  the  prize  of  things  above  ; 
So  shall  you  be,  now  and  ever, 

Rich  in  fruits  of  faith  and  love. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


363 

S 


Stand  Up  For  Jesus.        7,  6,  D. 

TAND  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
Lift  high  His  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss  : 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  He  shall  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone  ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you, 
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THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  Gospel  armor, 

And  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

The  strife  will  not  be  long ; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song  ; 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be  ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 

Rev.  Gearge  Dujjield,  Jr. 


364 
0 


O  When  Shall  I  See  Jesus.  7,  6,  D. 

WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  dwell  with  Him  above, 
And  drink  the  flowing  fountaints 

Of  everlasting  love? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain's  voice  I  hear ; 
He  gives  me  all  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear ; 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  He'll  give. 
And  all  His  valiant  soldiers 

Eternally  shall  live. 
270 


CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  all  adieu  : 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

,  4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  the  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  your  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
And  when  the  war  is  ended, 

You'll  reign  with  Him  above. 

J.  Leland. 

^03     Onward,  Christian  Soldiers.    6,  5. 

ONWARD,  Christian  soldiers, 
Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before. 
Christ,  the  royal  Master, 
Leads  against  the  foe  ; 
Forward  into  battle, 
See  His  banners  go. 

2  At  the  sign  of  triumph 
Satan's  host  doth  flee  ; 
On  then,  Christian  soldiers, 
On  to  victory. 


KEYSTONE  LEAGUE  OF  CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 

Hell's  foundations  quiver 

At  the  shout  of  praise  ; 
Brothers,  lift  your  voices, 

Loud  your  anthems  raise. 

3  Like  a  mighty  army 

Moves  the  Church  of  God  ; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod  ; 
We  are  not  divided, 

All  one  body  we, — 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. 

4  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain  ; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail ; 
We  have  Christ's  Own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail. 

Rev.  Sabine  Baring-Gould. 

366  All  For  Jesus.  8,  7. 

CHRIST  is  all  to  him  that  trusteth, 
Jesus  Christ  the  Crucified  ; 
Then  to  Him  my  all  belongeth 
And  my  soul  is  satisfied. 

Ref. — All  and  always  all  for  Jesus 

In  Whom  my  soul  is  satisfied  ; 
All  and  always  all  for  Jesus  ; 
For  Jesus  Crucified. 
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"ALWAYS  AND  ALL  FOR  JESUS." 

2  Friends  and  joys  and  earthly  pleasure 

Yield  to  Him  the  highest  place  ; 
Timely  bliss  and  worldly  treasure 
Fade  when  I  behold  His  face. 

3  Gloom  disperses  at  His  presence  ; 

Darkness  flees  before  His  light  ; 
Doubt  dispels  at  His  appearing; 
Where  He  is  there  is  no  night. 

4  Tell  me  not  of  worldly  honor, 

Ask  me  not  its  ways  to  walk  • 
Jesus  shares  with  me  His  glory, 
With  Him  I  delight  to  talk. 

5  Tempt  me  not  from  Him  to  wander, 

Christ  to  me  is  all  in  all; 
More  than  all  is  my  Redeemer, — 
Raptured  at  His  feet  I  fall. 

Rev.  U.  F.  Swengel. 


367 
H 


Hail,  My  Comrades: 


AIL,  my  comrades  !  now  the  ensign 

For  our  Captain  raise; 
Hold  aloft  the  Gospel  Banner; 
Shout  our  Saviour's  praise. 

Chor. — Always  all,  for  Christ  our  Saviour, 
Let  our  motto  ring; 
To  Him  honor,  praise  and  power 
We  will  ever  bring. 


KEYSTONE  LEAGUE  OF  CHRISTIAN  ENDEAVOR. 

2  Hearts  and  lives  we  give  to  Jesus, — 

All  to  Him  belongs; 
Let  our  voices  fill  the  breezes 
With  triumphant  songs. 

3  Hands  to  labor,  feet  to  follow, 

Ears  to  hear  His  Word ; 
Eyes  to  see  the  wondrous  beauty 
Of  our  risen  Lord. 

4  Time  and  talent,  gold  and  silver, 

Be  to  Jesus  given ; 
Thus  in  truest  consecration 
March  we  on  to  heaven. 

5  Keystone  Leagues  in  Christian  compact, 

True  Endeavor  band. 
Pressing  onward,  upward  ever, 

To  the  better  land.      Rev.  U.  F.  Swengel. 

368  Loyal  Leguers.  P.  M. 

WE  are  Loyal  Leaguers,  All  and  always  for 
the  King; 
For  His  gracious  blessings,  we  His  praises 

now  would  sing ; 
To  His  glorious  service  all  our  talents  we 
will  bring, 
And  we'll  help  to  win  the  world  for  God. 

Cho. — All  and  always,  always  for  the  King, 
All  and  always,  always  for  the  King, 
To  His  glorious  service  all  our  talents  we  will 
bring, 
And  we'll  help  to  win  the  world  for  God. 
274 


"ALWAYS  AND  ALL  FOR  JESUS." 

2  We  hear  the  cry  of  anguish,  come  and  help 

us  ere  we  die ! 
To  Christ's,  Go  and  teach  them,  we  would 

answer,  Here  am  I  ! 
Our  souls  are  stirred  within  us,  and  to  help 

them  we  will  try, 
And  we'll  help  to  win  the  world  for  God. 

3  We're  loyal  to  our  Zion,  blessings  on  her 

we  will  pray, 
Zion  of  our  Fathers — take  not,  Lord,  her 

light  away, 
Keep  her  in  Thy  service,  Lord,   until  the 
crowning  day, 
When  the  world  at  last  is  won  for  God. 
Rev.  J.  H.  Keagle. 


369 
0 


Bum,  O  Love.  C.  M. 


Light  in  darkness,  Joy  in  grief ; 

O  heaven  begun  on  earth; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  Treasure,  who 
Can  tell  what  Thou  art  worth? 


2  O  Jesus,  Jesus,  blessed  Lord, 

What  art  Thou  not  to  me? 
Each  hour  brings  joys  before  unknown, 
Each  day  new  liberty. 

3  Burn,  burn,  O  love,  within  our  hearts, - 

Burn  fiercely  night  and  day, 

Till  all  the  dross  of  earthly  loves 

Is  burned,  and  burned  awr,y. 


D 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

4  O  love  of  Jesus,  blessed  love, 
So  will  it  ever  be; 
Time  cannot  hold  Thy  wondrous  growth, 
No,  nor  eternity. 

Rev .  Frederick  W.  Faber. 

3/0      Saviour,   We  Are  Thine.      S.  M. 

EAR  Saviour,  we  are  Thine 

By  everlasting  bands; 
Our  hearts,  our  souls,  we  would  resign 

Entirely  to  Thy  hands. 

2  To  Thee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  Thee,  our  Head  ; 
Shall  form  in  us  Thine  image  bright, 
And  teach  Thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  Thy  side 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


371 
H 


Happy  in  Jesus.  8,  8,  D. 

OW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 
Sweet  prospects,    sweet   birds    and    sweet 
flowers, 


FELLOWSHIP  WITH  CHRIST. 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me; 
The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay; 
But,  when  I  am  happy  in  Him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  His  voice; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice; 
I  should,  were  He  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

Content  with  beholding  His  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned, 
'No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind; 
While  blessed  with  a  sense  of  His  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  Thine, 

If  Thou  art  my  Sun  and  my  Song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore; 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 
Rev.  John  Newton. 
277 


372 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

Jesus  is  Mine.  6,  4,  6. 


ADE,  fade  each  earthly  joy; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Break  every  tender  tie; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Dark  is  the  wilderness; 
Earth  has  no  resting  place; 
Jesus  alone  can  bless; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

Tempt  not  my  soul  away; 

Jesus  is  mine, 
Here  would  I  ever  stay; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Lost  in  this  dawning  light; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried 
Left  but  a  dismal  void; 
Jesus  has  satisfied; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

Farewell,  mortality; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Welcome  eternity; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

278 


FELLOWSHIP  WITH  CHRIST. 

Welcome,  O  loved  and  blest; 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest; 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast; 
Jesus  is  mine. 

Mrs.  Catharine  J.  Bonar. 

^  J  ^  The  Blessed?iess  of  Fellowship,  n,  8. 

OTHOU,    in    Whose    presence  my   soul 
takes  delight, 
On  Whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  Comfort  by  day,  and  my  Song  in  the 
night, 
My  Hope,  my  Salvation,  my  All! 

2  O    why   should    I   wander,    an  alien  from 

Thee, 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread? 
Thy   foes   will   rejoice   when   my    sorrows 

they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

3  Where  dost  Thou,  at  noontide,  resort  with 

Thy  sheep 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley   of   death   should   I 
weep, 
Or  alone  in  this  wilderness  rove? 

4  The  joy  of   Thy  presence,  dear  Shepherd, 

restore; 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  Thy  face; 
279 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

An  alien  no  longer,  I'll  wander  no  more, 
But  dwell  in  my  Saviour's  embrace, 

5   He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  re- 
joice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 
He  speaks;   and  eternity,  filled  with   His 

voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

Rev.  Joseph  Swain. 


374 


Always  With  Us.  8,  7. 


ALWAYS  with  us,  always  with  us — 
Words  of  cheer  and  words  of  love — 
Thus  the  risen  Saviour  whispers, 
From  His  dwelling-place  above. 

2  With  us  when  we  toil  in  sadness, 

Sowing  much  and  reaping  none; 
Telling  us  that  in  the  future 
Golden  harvests  shall  be  won. 

3  With  us  when  the  storm  is  sweeping 

O'er  our  pathway  dark  and  drear: 
Waking  hope  within  our  bosoms, 
Stilling  every  anxious  fear. 

4  With  us  in  the  lonely  valley, 

When  we  cross  the  chilling  stream, 
Lighting  up  the  steps  to  glory 
With  salvation's  radiant  beam. 

Rev.  Edwin  H.  Nevin. 
280 


375 

S 


FELLOWSHIP  WITH  CHRIST. 

Healing  in  His  Wings.        7,  6. 

OMETIMES  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings; 
It  is  the  Lord,  Who  rises 

With  healing  in  His  wings. 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2   In  holy  contemplation, 
We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new. 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 
Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

William  Cowper. 


376      My  God>  J  Am  Thine- 

M 


11,  12. 


Y  God,  I  am  Thine;  what  a  comfort  Di- 
vine, 
What  a  blessing  to  know  that  my  Jesus  is 

mine  ! 
In  the  heavenly  Lamb  thrice  happy  I  am, 
And  my  heart  doth  rejoice  at  the  sound  of 
His  name. 

2   True   pleasures   abound   in  the   rapturous 
sound, 
And  whoever  hath  found  it,  hath  paradise 
found. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

My  Redemer  to  know,   to  feel  His  blood 

flow, 
This  is  life  everlasting — 't  is  heaven  below. 

3  Yet  ownward  I  haste  to  the  heavenly  feast; 

That  indeed  is  the  fullness,  but  this  is  the 
taste; 

And  this  I  shall  prove,  till  with  joy  I  re- 
move 

To  the  heaven  of  heavens  iu  Jesus'  Own 
love.  Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

Jj  J  J     Benevolence  and  Charity.       CM. 


T 


HINK  gently  of  the  erring  one; 

And  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 

He  is  our  brother  yet. 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self  same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones; 

We  may  lead  them  back, 
With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love, 
From  misery's  thorny  track. 

4  Forget  not,  thou  hast  often  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  may'st  be; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart, 
As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 

Miss  Fletcher. 


378 


BENEVOLENCE  AND  CHARITY. 

Feeding  the  Hungry.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  Thy  grace, 
Thy  bounties,  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  Thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  Thine  ? 

3  But  Thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  Thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  Thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them,  Thou  mayest  be  clothed  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheered ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 

I  in  the  poor  would  see ; 
O  rather  let  me  beg  my  bread 
Than  hold  it  back  from  Thee. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


379 
F 


Sharing  With  Others.  CM. 


ATHER  of  mercies,  send  Thy  grace, 

All-powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 

The  image  of  Thy  love. 

283 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 
That  generous  pleasure  know, 

Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 

When  poor  and  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  deep  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 

And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


380 


Helping  the  Poor.  CM. 

LORD,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 
By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  love's  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  His,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  Him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  crowded  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  Thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill; 
And  that  Thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Mean  are  all  offerings  we  can  make  \ 

Yet  Thou  has  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

Rev.  Williaw  Crosszuell. 
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381 
0 


BENEVOLENCE  AND  CHARITY. 

True  Benevolence.  L.  M. 


WHAT  stupendous  mercy  shines 
Around  the  Majesty  of  heaven  ! 
Rebels  He  deigns  to  call  His  sons — 
Their  souls  renewed,  their  sins  forgiven. 

2  Go,  imitate  the  grace  Divine, — 

The  grace  that  blazes  like  the  sun ; 
Hold  forth  your  fair  though  feeble  light ; 
Through  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run. 

3  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings 

Swift  fly  your  gifts  and  charity; 
The  hungry  feed  ;  the  naked  clothe ; 
To  pain  and  sickness,  health  apply. 

4  Pity  the  weeping  widow's  woe, 

And  be  her  counsellor  and  stay; 
Adopt  the  fatherless,  and  smooth 
To  useful,  happy  life  his  way. 

5  When  all  is  done,  renounce  your  deeds, 

Renounce  self-righteousness  with  scorn: 
Thus  will  you  glorify  your  God, 

And  thus  the  Christian  name  adorn. 

Rdv.   Thotnas  Gibbons. 


382 
0 


Kind  Deeds.  L.  M. 


NE  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 

One  offering  laid  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  Thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

285 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

In  true  and  inward  faith  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  outward  grace ; 
Within  the  pious  heart  it  plays, 
A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 

Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love  betray 
Where'er  the  stream  has  found  its  way ; 
But,  where  these  springs  not  rich  and  fair, 
The  stream  has  never  wandered  there. 

Rev.  William  H.  Drummond. 


383 
W 


Christ  Our  Pattern.  L.  M. 


HEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

What  were  His  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  Thy  steps  pursue; 
Let  alms  bestowed,  let  kindness  done, 
Be  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives  ; 
Whom    none    can    love,    whom  none    can 

thank, — 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank! 

4  But  he,  who  marks  from  day  to  day 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way, 
Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

Rev.   Thomas  Gibbons. 

286 


BENEVOLENCE  AND  CHARITY. 


384 
H 


Lending  to  the  Lord.  C.  M. 

APPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 

And  follows  His  command ; 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hand. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need, 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 

His  well-established  mind ; 
His  soul  to  God,  his  Refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  Divine. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


385 
M 


Love's  Channels.  C.  M. 


AKE  channels  for  the  streams  of  love, 
Where  they  may  broadly  run ; 
And  love  has  overflowing  streams, 
To  fit  them  every  one. 

2   But  if  at  any  time  we  cease 
Such  channels  to  provide, 
The  very  founts  of  love  for  us 
Will  soon  be  parched  and  dried. 

287 


THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

For  we  must  share,  if  we  would  keep 

That  blessing  from  above  ; 
Ceasing  to  give,  we  cease  to  have  ; 

Such  is  the  law  of  love. 

Bishop  Richard  C.   Trench. 


386 


Feeling  For  Others.  C.  M. 


BLEST  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain; 

2  Whose     breast     expands     with     generous 

warmth 
A  stranger's  woes  to  feel, 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief ; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unmasked  relief. 

3   To  gentle  offices  of  love 
His  feet  are  never  slow  ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 
The  Saviour's  grace  shall  give  ; 

And,  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

Mrs.  Anna  Z.  Barbauld. 

288 


387 
G 


GENERAL  HYMNS. 

God  Our  Refuge.  L.  M. 

OD  is  the  Refuge  of  His  saints 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 

Behold  Him  present  with  His  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world ; 
Our  faith,  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar; 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore 

Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  His  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 
Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


388 
H 


Desire  For  God's  House.       L.  M. 


OW  pleasant,  how  Divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  Thy  dwellings  are 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  assemblies  of  Thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  Thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  Thee? 

289 


THE  CHURCH 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  Thy  grace ; 
There  they  beheld  Thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  Thy  face,  and  learn  Thy  praise. 

4  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  Thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Rev   Isaac  Watts. 

JjQy    The  Sure  Foimdation  Stone.   CM. 


B 


EH.OLD  the  sure  Foundation  stone 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

To  build  ou  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  His  eternal  praise. 


2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

We  now  adore  Thy  name; 
We  trust  our  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  can  we  sutler  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain. 
But  on  this  Rock  the  Church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  building  rise; 
*T  is  Thine  Own  work,  Almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


GENERAL  HYMNS. 

390     The  Churche's  Durability.      CM. 

0  WHERE  are  kings  and  empires  now, 
Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 
But,  Lord,  Thy  Church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong; 
We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Thy  holy  Church,  O  God; 
Though   earthquake   shocks   are  threaten- 
ing her, 
And  tempests  are  abroad; 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

Bishop  Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe. 


391 
W 


The  Christian  Temple.         C.  M. 

ITH  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong, 
Unrivaled  and  alone, 
Loved  theme  of  many  a  sacred  soug, 
God's  holy  city  shone. 

2   Thus  fair  was  Zion's  chosen  seat. 
The  glory  of  all  lands; 


THE  CHURCH 

Yet  fairer,  and  in  strength  complete, 
The  Christian  temple  stands. 

3  The  faithful  of  each  clime  and  age, 

This  glorious  Church  compose; 
Built  on  a  Rock,  with  idle  rage 
The  threatening  tempest  blows. 

4  In  vain  may  hostile  hands  alarm, 

For  God  is  her  defense; 
How  weak,  how  powerless  each  arm, 
Against  Omnipotence  ! 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

392         Zion,  City  of  Our  God.         8,7. 

GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Zion,  city  of  our  God; 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  His  own  abode. 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  mayest  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 
What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 

2   Round  each  habitation  hovering, 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near; 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 
Rev .  John  Newton 


393 


GENERAL  HYMNS. 


Happy  Zion. 


ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded, 
Zion,  kept  by  power  Divine: 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine. 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine  ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee; 
Thou  art  precious  in  His  sight. 

God  is  with  thee, 
God,  thine  everlasting  Light. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly. 

3Q4"  I  Love  Thy  Kingdom,  Lord.    S.  M. 

LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  Thine  abode. 

The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

I  love  Thy  Church,  O  God; 

Her  walls  before  Thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  Thine  eye, 

And  graven  on  Thy  hand. 


I 


THE  CHURCH 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways. 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise, 

5  Jesus,  Thou  Friend  Divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

6  Sure  as  Thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

Rev.  Timothy  Dwight. 

395    That  Flame  of  Living  Fire.   L.  M. 


0 


FOR  that  flame  of  living  fire, 

Which  shone  so  bright  in  saints  of  old, 
Which  bade  the  souls  to  heaven  aspire; 
Calm  in  distress,  in  danger  bold. 

Where  is  the  spirit,  Lord,  which  dwelt 
In   Abrah'm's    breast,   and    sealed    him 
Thine  ? 
Which  made  Paul's  heart  with  sorrow  melt, 
And  glow  with  energy  Divine  ? 
294 


REVIVAL. 

3  That  Spirit  which  from  age  to  age 

Proclaimed  Thy  love    and   taught  Thy 
ways? 
Brightened  Isaiah's  vivid  page, 

And  breathed  in  David's  hallowed  lays? 

4  Is  not  Thy  grace  as  mighty  now 

As  when  Elijah  felt,  its  power; 
When  glory  beamed  from  Moses'  brow, 
Or  Job  endured  the  trying  hour? 

5  Remember,  Lord,  the  ancient  days  ; 

Renew  Thy  work;   Thy  grace  restore; 
And  while  to  Thee  our  hearts  we  raise, 
On  us  Thy  Holy  Spirit  pour. 

Rev.  William  H.  Bathurst. 

39  O        Prayer  for  a  Revival.  L.  M. 

pREAT  Lord  of  all  Thy  churches,  hear 
vJT     Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer; 
Perfumed  by  Thee,  O  may  it  rise 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  Revive  Thy  churches  with  Thy  grace; 
Unite  our  souls,  and  grant  us  peace; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

3  May  young  and  old  Thy  Word  receive; 
Dead  sinners  hear  Thy  voice  and  live; 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

295 


A 


THE  CHURCH 

4  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  with  fruits  of  holiness; 
And,  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

Rev.  William  Kingsbury. 

^y  /    Awake,  Jerusalem,  Awake!  L.  M. 

WAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake ! 

No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down; 
The  garment  of  salvation  take, 

Thy  beauty  and  Thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy  sight, 

And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes; 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light; 
The  great  Deliver  calls,  Arise! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair; 

Zion,  assert  thy  liberty; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace, 

Be  purged  from  every  sinful  stain; 
Be  like  your  Lord,  His  Word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  His  hallowed  name  in  vain. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

^jJLJq     Prayer  for  an  Awakening.      L.  M. 

THOU,  Who  all  things  canst  control, 

Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul ; 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  Thy  perfect  law. 

296 


0 


REVIVAL. 


2  O  may  one  beam  of  Thy  blest  light 
Pierce  through,  dispel,  the  shade  of  night; 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire; 
With  holy,  conquering  zeal  inspire. 

3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant; 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul,  and  faint : 
With  steps  unwavering,  undismayed, 
Give  me  in  all  Thy  paths  to  tread. 

Anon. 

^jyjy       Longing  For  First  Love.       L.  M. 

WHERE  is  now  that  glowing  love 
That  marked  our  union  with  the  Lord? 

Our  hearts  were  fixed  on  things  above, 
Nor  could  the  world  a  joy  afford. 


0 


2  Where  is  the  zeal  that  led  us  then 

To  make  our  Saviour's  glory  known? 
That  freed  us  from  the  fear  of  men, 
And  kept  our  eye  on  Him  alone  ? 

3  Where  are  the  happy  seasons,  spent 

In  fellowship  with  Him  we  loved? 
The  sacred  joy,  the  sweet  content, 

The  blessedness  that  then  we  proved? 

4  Behold,  again  we  turn  to  Thee ; 

O  cast  us  not  away,  though  vile  ; 
No  peace  we  have,  no  joy  we  see, 
O  Lord  our  God,  but  in  Thy  smile. 

Rev,   Thomas  Kelly. 
297 


THE  CHURCH 

"tOO        Prayer  for  Restoratio?i.        C.  M. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  His  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  His  holy  Word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 

No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail; 

O  make  my  soul  Thy  care  ; 
I  know  Thy  mercy  cannot  fail; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


401 
0 


O  For  a  Closer  Walk.  CM. 


FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

298 


REVIVAL. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  His  Word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed, 

How  sweet  their  memory  still  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Rerurn,  O  holy  Dove;  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  Thee  mourn, 
And  drove  Thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  Thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  Thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

William  Cowper. 

4-02  Visit  Thy  Plantation.  8,  7,  4. 

SAVIOUR,  visit  Thy  plantation, 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation 
Unless  Thou  return  again. 

Lord,  revive  us ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  Thee. 
299 


THE  CHURCH 

2  Once,  O  Lord,  Thy  garden  nourished, 

Every  part  looked  gay  and  green ; 
Then  Thy  Word  our  spirits  nourished, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen. 

3  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  us  bloom  again ; 
O  permit  us  not  to  wither, 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 

4  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 
Let  each  one,  esteemed  Thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  alluring  snares. 

5  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  Thy  work  afresh. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 

4-03        Heal  My  Backslidings.         S.  M. 


0 


JESUS,  full  of  grace, 

To  Thee  I  make  my  moan ; 
Let  me  again  behold  Thy  face, 
Call  home  Thy  banished  one. 


2  Again  my  pardon  seal, 
Again  my  soul  restore, 
And  freely  my  backsliding  heal, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


300 


REVIVAL. 

Wilt  Thou  not  bid  me  rise? 

Speak,  and  my  soul  shall  live  ; 
Forgive,  my  stricken  spirit  cries, 

Abundantly  forgive. 

Thine  utmost  mercy  show  ; 

Say  to  my  drooping  soul, 
In  peace  and  full  assurance  go  ; 

Thy  faith  hath  made  Thee  whole. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


404 
0 


Thy  Work  Revive.  S.  M. 


LORD,  Thy  work  revive, 
In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  Thy  restoring  power. 


2  O  let  Thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer ; 
Their  covenant  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay  ; 
And  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
And  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Lord,  lend  Thy  gracious  ear ; 

O  listen  to  our  cry  ; 
O  come,  and  bring  salvation  near ; 
Our  hopes  on  Thee  rely. 

Mrs.  Phcebe  H.  Brown. 


THE  CHURCH 

4-05  Revive  Thy  Work.  S.  M. 

REVIVE  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
Thy  mighty  arm  make  bare  ; 
Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead. 
And  made  Thy  people  hear. 

2  Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord 

Disturb  this  sleep  of  death ; 
Quicken  the  smouldering  embers  now 
By  Thine  almighty  breath. 

3  Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 

Exalt  Thy  precious  name  ; 
And,  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  our  love 
For  Thee  and  Thine  inflame. 

4  Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 

And  give  refreshing  showers  ; 

The  glory  shall  be  all  Thine  Own, 

The  blessing,  Lord,   be  ours. 

Rev.  Albert  Midlane. 


406 

C 


Welcome  Into  the  Church.      L.  M. 


OME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
O  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name  ; 

We  welcome  thee,  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 


2   Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 
We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 


ADMISSION. 

■ 

3  And,  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love ; 
O  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 

James  Montgomery. 


407 
B 


Cordial  Invitation.  L.  M. 


RETHREN  in  Christ,   and  well  beloved, 
To  Jesus  and  His  servants  dear, 

Enter,  and  show  yourselves  approved ; 
Enter,  and  find  that  God  is  here. 


2  Welcome  from  earth  :  lo,  the  right  hand 

Of  fellowship  to  you  we  give ; 
With  open  hearts  and  hands  we  stand, 
And  you  in  Jesus'  name  receive. 

3  Jesus,  attend  ;  Thyself  reveal ; 

Are  we  not  met  in  Thy  great  name? 
Thee  in  the  midst  we  wait  and  feel ; 
We  wait  to  catch  the  spreading  flame 

4  Truly  our  fellowship  below 

With  Thee  and  with  the  Father  is  ; 
In  Thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heaven's  unutterable  bliss. 


THE  CHURCri 

5   Though  but  in  part  we  know  Thee  here  ; 
We  wait  Thy  coming  from  above ; 
And  we  shall  then  behold  Thee  near 
And  be  forever  lost  in  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

4-08     fellowship  of  the  Church.      L.  M. 


K 


INDRED  in  Christ,  for  His  dear  sake 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 

May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  He  can  give. 


2  May  He,  by  Whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  His  good  Spirit  from  above ; 
Make  our  communication  sweet 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Him 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

4  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day 

When  wre  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

Rev.  John  Xewto?t. 

4-09     The  Oneness  of  the  Church.    CM. 

LET  saints  below  in  concert  sing 
With  those  to  glory  gone; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  earth  and  heaven  are  one, 


ADMISSION. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  Him, 

One  church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  His  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  E'en  now,  by  faith,  we  join  our  hands 

With  those  that  went  before, 
And  greet  the  ransomed,  blessed  bands 
Upon  the  eternal  shore. 

5  Lord  Jesus,  be  our  constant  Guide; 

And,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

410  Heaven  on  Earth. 

HAPPY  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined, 
And  saved  by  grace  alone; 
Walking  in  all  Thy  ways,  we  find 
Our  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  Thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know; 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee,  in  Thy  glorious  realm,  they   praise, 

And  bow  before  Thy  throne; 
We,  in  the  Kingdom  of  Thy  grace: 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 


THE  CHURCH 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads; 
From  hence  our  spirits  rise; 
And  he  that  in  Thy  statutes  treads 
Shall  meet  Thee  in  the  skies. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

4 1 1  ®ne  ™l  Life  and  Body.  C.  M. 

PLANTED  in  Christ,  the  living  Vine, 
This  day,  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  Thee,  O  Lord. 

2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be: 

One  inward  life  partake; 
One  be  our  heart,  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 

3  In  prayer,  in  efforts,  tears  and  toils, 

One  wisdom  be  our  guide; 
Taught  by  one  spirit  from  above, 
In  Thee  may  we  abide. 

4  Then,  when  among  the  saints  in  light 

Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  be  Thine. 

Rev.  Samuel  P.  Smilh. 

4-l^   Prayer  for  Promised  Blessing.    CM. 

SEE,  Jesus,  Thy  disciples  see, 
The  promised  blessing  give; 
Met  in  Thy  name,  we  look  to  Thee, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2   Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 
Who  in  Thy  name  are  joined; 


FELLOWSHIP  IN  CHRIST. 

We  wait,  according  to  Thy  Word, 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  Thou  art  assembled  here, 

But  O  Thyself  reveal; 
Son  of  the  living  God,  appear  ! 
Let  us  Thy  presence  feel. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day, 

And  these  dry  bones  shall  live; 
Speak  peace  into  our  hearts,  and  say, 
The  Holy  Ghost  receive. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

4-13  The  Sons  of  Peace.  S.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  homes  are  one; 
•Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distills, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts, 

4-14'  Meet  Ne'er  to  Sever.  6,5,6. 

WHEN  shall  we  meet  again, 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 
Round  us  forever? 


THE  CHURCH 

Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
Never,  no, — never. 

When  shall  love  freely  flow 

Pure  as  life's  river? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  forever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 
Never, — no,  never. 

Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour, 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever; 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 
Never, — no,  never. 

Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever; 
Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever; 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close. 

Never, — no,  never.     Alaric  A.  Watts 


415 
H 


Christian  Fellowship,  C.  M. 

OW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord 

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FELLOWSHIP  IN  CHRIST. 

In  one  another's  peace  delight. 
And  so  fulfill  His  word  ! 

2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  fix  above; 
May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  flow; 
And  union  sweet  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above; 
And  he's  an  heir  that  heaven  finds 
His  bosom  glows  with  love. 

Rev.  Joseph  Szvain. 


416 
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God  is  Love.  C.  M. 


UR  God  is  love;  and  all  His  saints 

His  image  bear  below. 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 

With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

2  Teach  us  to  love  each  other,  Lord, 
As  we  are  loved  by  Thee; 
None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 
Can  live  in  enmity. 


THE  CHURCH 

Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 
Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 

With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

So  may  the  unbelieving  world 
See  how  true  Christians  love; 

And  glorify  our  Saviour's  grace, 
And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

Rez\   Thomas  Cotlerill. 


417 


The  Threefold  Cord.  C.  M. 


JESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
And  each  to  each  endeared, 
With  confidence  we  seek  Thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  Thine  easy  yoke; 
A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink; 

Baptize  into  Thy  name: 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak,  the  same. 

4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  Thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree, 
And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  Thee. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

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418 
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FELLOWSHIP  IN  CHRIST. 

Union  In  Christ.  C.  M. 


LL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 

Who  joins  us  by  His  grace, 
And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restored, 

Together  seek  His  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up ; 

And,  gathered  into  one, 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  He  on  one  bestows, 

We  all  delight  to  prove ;  . 
The  grace  through  every  vessel  flows 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  E'en  now  we  think  and  speak  the  same, 

And  cordially  agree, 
United  all,  through  Jesus'  name, 
In  perfect  harmony. 

5  And  if  our  fellowship  below 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet, 
What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know, 
When  round  His  throne  we  meet ! 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley 


419 


Try  Us,  O  God.  C.  \ 


TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart ; 
What'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart. 


THE  CHURCH 

2  If  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless  ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up; 

Our  little  stock  improve; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  And,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  Thy  ready  Bride ; 
Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctified. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

A'ZO  The  Sacred  Tie  That  Binds.   L.  M. 

OW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 
In  union  sweet,  accordant  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run 
Whose  hearts,   whose  faith,   whose  hopes 
are  one  ! 


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2  To  each,  the  soul  of  each  how  dear! 
What  watchful  love,  what  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

3  Their  streaming  tears  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 


FELLOWSHIP  IN  CHRIST. 

Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  oft  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  His  smiling  face ; 
How  high,  how  strong  their  raptures  swell, 
There's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
'Midst  nature's  drooping,  sickening  fire  ; 
Soon  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  because  of  love. 

Mrs.  Anna  L.  Barbauld. 

4-21  Perfect  In  One.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Great  Builder  of  Thy  Church  below, 
If  now  Thy  Spirit  move  my  breast, 
Hear,  and  fulfill  Thine  Own  request. 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  Thee  Lord, 
And  wait  Thy  sanctifying  word, 
And  Thee  their  utmost  Saviour  own, 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  Thy  mind  express, 
Stand  forth  Thy  chosen  witnesses, 
Thy  power  unto  salvation  show, 
And  perfect  holiness  below. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold 
How  Christians  lived  in  days  of  old; 
Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach  and  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


THE  CHURCH 

4-22  Blest  Be  The  Tie  That  Binds.   S.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear, 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

Rev.  John  Fawcett. 

4-23    Like  a  Shepherd  Lead  Us.     8,  7,  4. 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  Thy  tender  care  ; 
In  Thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  Thy  folds  prepare. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  Thine  we  are. 

2   We  are  Thine  ;  do  Thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  Guardian  of  our  way; 

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CHILDHOOD  AND   YOUTH. 

Keep  Thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear  Thy  children  when  they  pray. 

Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 
Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be  ; 

Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Let  us  early  turn  to  Thee. 

Early  let  us  seek  Thy  favor; 
Early  let  us  do  Thy  will ; 
Holy  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 
With  Thy  grace  our  bosoms  nil. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

Dorothy  A.   Thrupp. 


Hosannas  Singing.  8,  7,  4. 


424 

CHILDREN,  loud  hosannas  singing, 
Hymned  Thy  praise  in  olden  time, 
Judah's  ancient  temple  filling 
With  the  melody  sublime ; 

Infant  voices, 
Joined  to  swell  the  holy  chime. 

2  Though  no  more  the  incarnate  Saviour 
We  beheld  in  latter  days ; 
Though  a  temple  far  less  glorious 
Echoes  now  the  songs  we  raise  ; 

Still  in  glory 
Thou  wilt  hear  our  notes  of  praise. 


THE  CHURCH. 

3   Loud  we'll  swell  the  pealing  anthem, 
All  Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim, 
Till  all  heaven  and  earth  resounding, 
Echo  with  Thy  glorious  name  ; 

Hallejujah, 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb ! 

Mrs.  H.  B.  Steele. 

425  Youthful  Praise.  8,  7,  4. 

SAVIOUR,  at  Thy  footstool  bending, 
We,  a  youthful  band,  appear ; 
May  our  grateful  songs  ascending, 
Reach  and  please  Thy  gracious  ear ; 

Thus  to  praise  Thee, 
Make  and  keep  our  hearts  sincere. 

2  No  harsh  words  of  indignation 

Drive  this  little  flock  from  Thee  ; 
Gentle  is  Thy  invitation, 
Suffer  them  to  come  to  me. 

Dearest  Saviour, 
Let  us  each  Thy  kingdom  see. 

3  Take  us,  then,  Thou  kind  Protector, 

Keep  us  by  Thy  watchful  care ; 
Be  our  Shepherd,  Friend,  Director, 
In  Thy  arms  of  mercy  bear; 

Guide  to  glory, 
We  shall  dwell  in  safety  there.         Anon. 

l^  £JQ         Guide  Us,  Saviour.         8,  7,  4. 

GOD  has  said,  Forever  blessed 
Those  who  seek  Me  in  their  youth  ; 
They  shall  find  the  path  of  wisdom, 


CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

And  the  narrow  way  of  truth  : 

Guide  us,  Saviour, 
In  the  narrow  way  of  truth. 

2  Be  our  Strength,  for  we  are  weakness ; 

Be  our  Wisdom  and  our  Guide ; 
May  we  walk  in  love  and  meekness, 
Nearer  to  our  Saviour's  side  : 

Naught  can  harm  us, 
While  we  thus  in  Thee  abide. 

3  Thus,  when  evening  shades  shall  gather, 

We  may  turn  our  tearless  eye 
To  the  dwelling  of  our  Father, 
To  our  home  beyond  the  sky: 

Gently  passing 
To  the  happy  land  on  high.  Anon. 


Delightful  Work.  C.  M. 


427 

DELIGHTFUL  work  !  young  souls  to  win, 
And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim ; 

And  God  will  well  approve 
When  infants  learn  to  lisp  His  name, 
And  their  Redeemer  love. 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss,  In  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutored  youth, 
And  show  the  mind  which  went  astray 
The  Way,  the  Life,  the  Truth. 


THE  cmmcH 


Almighty  God,  Thine  influence  shed 

To  aid  this  blest  design; 
The  honors  of  Thy  name  be  spread, 

And  all  the  glory  Thine. 

Joseph  Straphan. 


428 
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The  Ch  ildren '  s  Song.         CM. 

OSANNA !  be  the  children's  song, 
To  Christ,  the  children's  King ; 
His  praise,  to  Whom  our  souls  belong, 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

2  Hosanna !  sound  from  hill  to  hill, 

And  spread  from  plain  to  plain, 
While  louder,  sweeter,  clearer  still, 
Woods  echo  to  the  strain. 

3  Hosanna  \  on  the  wings  of  light, 

O'er  earth  and  ocean  fly, 
Till  morn  to  eve,  and  noon  to  night, 
And  heaven  to  earth,  reply. 

4  Hosanna  !  then,  our  song  shall  be ; 

Hosanna  to  our  King  ! 
This  is  the  children's  jubilee; 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

James  Montgomery. 

^^y  The  Saviour  For  the  Young.   CM. 

YE  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
In  smiling  crowds  draw  near ; 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

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CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

2  The  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
And  lays  His  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  welfare  to  pursue. 

3  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  His  face 

Is  sure  His  love  to  gain ; 
And  those  who  early  seek  His  grace 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compared  with  Thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love. 
Like  that  in  Christ  I  see? 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 

4-30  fy  Co°l  Siloam's  Shady  Rill.  C.  M. 

BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
How  fair  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away  : 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 


THE  CHURCH 

O  Thou,  Whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  Thy  Father's  shrine, 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crowned, 

Were  all  alike  Divine ; 

Dependent  on  Thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  Thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age  and  death, 

To  keep  us  still  Thine  Own. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber. 


431 
E 


Remember.  C.  M, 


EMEMBER  thy  Creator  now 

In  these  thy  youthful  days; 
He  will  accept  thy  earliest  vow; 

He  loves  thine  earliest  praise. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

Seek  Him  while  He  is  near  ; 
For  evil  days  will  come,  when  thou 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  here. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 

His  willing  servant  be  ; 
Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
He  will  remember  thee.  Unknown. 

4»J^    Around  the  Thro?ie  of  God.    C.  M. 

AROUND  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 
Thousands  of  children  stand, 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band. 


CHILDHOOD  AND    YOUTH. 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white, 

See  every  one  arrayed, 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 

3  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love  ; 
How  came  those  children  there  ? 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  His  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin; 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 
Behold  them  white  and  clean. 

5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 

On  earth  they  loved  His  name ; 
So  now  they  see  His  blessed  face, 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb. 

Mrs.  Anne  H.  Shephard. 

4jj     The  Lambs  of  His  Fold.     1 1,  8,  9. 

I  THINK  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  He  called  little  children  as  lambs  to 
His  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  Him  then. 

2   I  wish  that  His  hands  had  been  placed  on 
my  head, 
That  His  arms  had  been  thrown  around 
me, 
That  I  might  have  seen  His  kind  look  when 
He  said, 
Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me. 
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THE  CHURCH 

3  Yet  still  to  His  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  His  love  ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  Him  below, 
I  shall  see  Him  and  hear  Him  above. 

4  O  a  beautiful  place  He  has  gone  to  prepare 

For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven  ; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering  there, 
"For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 
Mrs.  Jemima  Luke. 


434 


The  Gentle  Shepherd.  8,  7. 

SAVIOUR,  Who  Thy  flock  art  feeding 
With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  Lambs  Thy  bosom  share  ; 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  Thy  gracious  arm ; 
There,  we  know,  Thy  Word  believing, 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  Thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

Rev.  Wm.  A.  Mttehlenberg. 

4*35     Hosanna  to  His  Name.      7,  6,  D. 


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HEN  His  salvation  bringing, 
To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing, 
Hosanna  to  His  name  : 


322 


CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  Him, 

But  as  He  rode  along, 
He  let  them  still  attend  Him, 

And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 

His  love  for  children  still, 
Though  now  as  King  He  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill, 
We'll  flock  around  His  banner, 

We'll  bow  before  His  throne, 
And  cry  aloud,  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son. 

3  For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  stones,  our  silence  shaming, 

Would  their  hosannas  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words? 
No ;  while  our  hearts  are  tender. 

They  too  shall  be  the  Lord's. 

Rev.  John  King 

4-36  Shepherd  of  Te?ider  Youth.  6,  6,  4 

SHEPHERD  of  tender  youth, 
Guiding  in  love  and  truth 
Through  devious  ways ; 
Christ  our  triumphant  King, 
Welcome  Thy  name  to  sing; 
To  shout  Thy  praise. 

2  Thou  art  our  holy  Lord, 
The  all-subduing  Word, 
Healer  of  strife : 


THE  CHURCH 

Thou  didst  Thyself  abase, 
That  from  sin's  deep  disgrace 
Thou  mightiest  save  our  race, 
And  give  us  life. 

3  Thou  art  the  great  High  Priest; 

Thou  hast  prepared  the  feast 

Of  heavenly  love ; 
While  in  our  mortal  pain 
None  calls  on  Thee  in  vain ; 
Help  Thou  dost  not  disdain, 

Help  from  above. 

4  Ever  be  Thou  our  Guide, 
Our  Shepherd  and  our  Pride, 

Our  Staff  and  Song; 
Jesus,  Thou  Christ  of  God, 
By  Thy  enduring  Word 
Lead  us  where  Thou  hast  trod; 

Make  our  faith  strong. 

5  So  now,  and  till  we  die, 
Sound  we  Thy  praises  high, 

And  joyful  sing: 
Infants,  and  the  glad  throng 
Who  to  Thy  Church  belong, 
Unite  to  swell  the  song 

To  Christ  our  King. 

Clement  of  Alexandria. 

437  Just  As  I  Am.  L.  M. 

JUST  as  I  am,  Thine  Own  to  be, 
Friend  of  the  young,  Who  lovest  me : 
To  consecrate  myself  to  Thee, 
O  Jesus  Christ,  I  come. 
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THE  MINISTRY. 

2  In  the  glad  morning  of  my  day, 
My  life  to  give,  my  vows  to  pay, 
With  no  reserve  and  no  delay, 

With  all  my  heart  I  come. 

3  I  would  live  ever  in  the  light, 

I  would  work  ever  for  the  right, 
I  would  serve  Thee  with  all  my  might, — 
Therefore  to  Thee  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  young,  strong  and  free, 
To  be  the  best  that  I  can  be 

For  truth,  and  righteousness  and  Thee, 
Lord  of  my  life,  I  come. 

5  With  many  dreams  of  fame  and  gold, 
Success  and  joy  to  make  me  bold; 
But  dearer  still  my  faith  to  hold, 

For  my  whole  life,  I  come. 

6  And  for  Thy  sake  to  win  renown, 
And  then  to  take  my  victor's  crown, 
And  at  Thy  feet  to  cast  it  down, 

O  Master,  Lord,  I  come. 

Marianne  Farningham. 

438  Zion's  Watchmen.  CM. 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  now  awake 
And  take  the  alarm  they  give, 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God, 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2   'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 
The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 
3=5 


THE  CHURCH 

3  They  watch  for  souls,   for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego; 
For  souls,  which  must  forever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  Lord,  let  Thy  servants,  as  they  preach, 

Thy  great  salvation  see  ; 
And  watch  Thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  Thee. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 

4-39  Messengers  of  God.  CM. 

GO,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 
Ye  messengers  of  God ; 
Go,  publish  through  ImmanueFs  name, 
Salvation  bought  with  blood. 

2  What  though  your  arduous  task  may  lie 

Through  regions  dark  as  death  ! 
What  though  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
Perils  beset  your  path  ! 

3  Yet  with  determined  courage  go, 

And  armed  with  power  Divine, 
Your  God  will  needful  aid  bestow, 
And  on  your  labors  shine. 

4  He  Who  has  called  you  to  the  war, 

Will  recompense  your  pains  ; 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car 
Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 

5  Shrink  not,  though  earth  ar  "  hell  oppose, 

But  plead  your  Master's  cause ; 
Nor  doubt  that  e'en  your  mighty  foes 
Shall  bow  before  His  cross. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Morrell. 
3*6 


THE  MINISTRY. 

4-4-0  Let  U  Swiftly  Run.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  word  of  mercy  give, 
And  let  it  swiftly  run ; 
And  let  the  priests  themselves  believe, 
And  put  salvation  on. 

2  Let  all  Thy  chosen  servants  shine, 

Illustrious  as  the  sun, 
And  bright  with  borrowed  rays  Divine, 
Their  glorious  circuit  run. 

3  As  giants  may  they  run  their  race, 

Exulting  in  their  might; 
As  burning  luminaries  chase 
The  gloom  of  hellish  night. 

4  As  the  bright  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

Their  healing  wings  display  ; 
And  let  their  lustre  still  increase 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


441 

G 


Going  In  His  Name.  L.  M. 

O  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  My  name, 
Sweetly  the  Gospel  trumpet  sound; 

The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim 

Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 

The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies ; 

With  careNbind  up  the  broken  heart, 

And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 

Be  wise  as  serpents,  where  you  go, 
But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove ; 


THE  CHURCH 

And  let  your  heavn-taught  conduct  show 
Ye  are  commissioned  from  above. 

4  Freely  from  Me  ye  have  received, 
Freely,  in  love,  to  others  give; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believed, 
And,  by  your  labors,  sinners  live. 

Rev.  John  Logo.?:. 

44  JL  The  Love  of  Christ  Co?istrains.  L.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  men,  Thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  my  inmost  thoughts  descry ; 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise  ? 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wandering  souls  of  men ; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, — 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name; 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame ; 

All  hail,  reproach;  and  welcome,  pain; 
Only  Thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

4  My  Life,  my  blood,  I  here  present, 
If  for  Thy  truth  they  may  be  spent; 
Fulfill  Thy  sovereign  counsel,  Lord; 
Thy  will  be  done  ;  Thy  name  adored. 

5  Give  me  Thy  strength,  O  God  of  power : 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be  : 

'Tis  fixed ;  I  can  do  all  through  Thee. 

JohannJ.  Winkler 


THE  MINISTRY. 

44  *J      Prayer  For  Equipment.       L.  M. 

POUR  out  Thy  Spirit  from  on  high ; 
Lord,  Thine  assembled  servants  bless 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 

And  clothe  them  with  Thy  righteousness. 

2  Within  Thy  temple,  where  we  stand 

To  teach  the  truth  as  taught  by  Thee, 
Saviour,  like  stars  in  Thy  right  hand, 
The  angels  of  the  churches  be. 

3  Wisdom,  and  zeal,  and  faith  impart, 

Firmness  with  meekness  from  above, 
To  bear  Thy  people  on  our  heart, 

And  love  the  souls  whom  Thou  dost  love. 

4  To  watch,  and  pray,  and  never  faint ; 

By  day  and  night  strict  guard  to  keep ; 
To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 

Nourish  Thy  lambs  and  feed  Thy  sheep. 

5  Then,  when  our  work  is  finished  here, 

In  humble  hope  our  charge  resign ; 
When  the  chief  Shepherd  shall  appear, 
O  God,  may  they  and  we  be  Thine. 

James  Montgomery. 


444 
'T 


The  Great  Command.         L.  M. 


WAS  Jesus'  last  and  great  command, 

Go,  preach  my  Word  in  every  land, 
To  all  be  my  salvation  shown ; 
To  every  creature  make  it  known, 

329 


THE  CHURCH 

2  While  thus  employed,  expect  my  grace, 
Attending  you  from  place  to  place ; 
Where'er  you  meet  expect  Me  there, 

In  church,  or  house,  or  open  air. 

3  Commissioned  thus,  we  come  abroad, 
To  preach  the  Gospel  of  our  God ; 
The  love  of  God  in  Christ  to  tell, 
The  love  that  saves  from  sin  and  hell. 

4  Jesus,  our  Lord,  Thy  word  fulfill, 
Thy  Spirit's  power  be  with  us  still  ; 
May  all  our  souls  Thy  blessings  share, 
Accept  our  praise  and  hear  our  prayer. 

_     -  _,  Anon. 

^.^■3  How  Beauteous  Are  7  heir  Feet.  S.M. 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
That  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  ! 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ; 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

33° 


THE  MINISTRY. 

440  Laboring  in  the  Harvest  Field.  7, 6,  D. 

LORD  of  the  living  harvest 
That  whitens  o'er  the  plain, 
Where  angels  soon  shall  gather 

Their  sheaves  of  golden  grain; 
Accept  these  hands  to  labor, 

These  hearts  to  trust  and  love, 
And  deign  with  them  to  hasten 
Thy  Kingdom  from  above. 

2  As  laborers  in  Thy  vineyard, 

Send  us,  O  Christ,  to  be 
Content  to  bear  the  burden 

Of  weary  days  for  Thee  ; 
We  ask  no  other  wages, 

When  Thou  shalt  call  us  home, 
But  to  have  shared  the  travail 

Which  makes  Thy  kingdom  come. 

3  Come  down,  Thou  Holy  Spirit, 

And  fill  our  souls  with  light ; 
Clothe  us  in  spotless  raiment, 

In  linen  clean  and  white ; 
Beside  Thy  sacred  altar 

Be  with  us,  where  we  stand, 
To  sanctify  Thy  people 

Through  all  this  happy  land. 

Rev.  John  S.  B.  Monsell. 


447 
T 


Bringing  His  Sheaves.        S.  M. 

HE  harvest  dawn  is  near, 

The  year  delays  not  long ; 
And  he  who  sows  with  many  a  tear 

Shall  reap  with  many  a  song. 


THE  CHURCH 

2   Sad  to  his  toil  he  goes, 

His  seed  with  weeping  leaves ; 
But  he  shall  come  at  twilight's  close, 
And  bring  his  golden  sheaves. 

Rev.  George  Burgess. 

4-4-8       Let  ihe  Children  Come.        C.  M. 

SEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd 
With  all  engaging  charms ; 
Hark,  how  He  calls  the  tender  lambs 
And  folds  them  in  His  arms. 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  He  cries, 

Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  glory  came. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  Thee ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  Thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 

449    Baptized  Into  the  Trinity.      C.  M. 

OLORD,  while  we  confess  the  worth 
Of  this  the  outward  seal, 
Do  Thou  the  truths  herein  set  forth 
To  every  heart  reveal. 

2   Death  to  the  world  we  here  avow, 
Death  to  each  fleshly  lust ; 

332 


BAPTISM. 

Newness  of  life  our  calling  now, 
A  risen  Lord  our  trust. 

3  Baptized  into  the  Father's  name, 

We'd  walk  as  sons  of  God ; 
Baptized  in  Thine,  we  own  Thy  claim 
As  ransomed  by  Thy  blood. 

4  Baptized  into  the  Holy  Ghost, 

We'd  keep  his  temple  pure, 
And  make  Thy  grace  our  only  boast, 
And  by  Thy  strength  endure. 

Mrs.  M.  B.  Peters. 


450 


Believe  And  Be  Baptized.      C.  M. 

PROCLAIM,    saith   Christ,    My   wondrous 
grace 
To  all  the  sons  of  men ; 
He  that  believes  and  is  baptized, 
Salvation  shall  obtain. 

2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 

Who,  hoping  in  Thy  Word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race  ; 
And,  in  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

4  And,  when  the  awful  message  comes 

To  call  their  souls  away, 
May  they  be  found  prepared  to  live 
In  realms  of  endless  day. 

Rev.  James  Newton. 


THE  CHURCH 

4-51  Our  Children  Thou  Dost  Claim.  S.  M. 

OUR  children  Thou  dost  claim, 
O  Lord,  our  God,  as  Thine ; 
Ten  thousand  blessings  to  Thy  name 
For  goodness  so  Divine. 

2  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 

Thee  let  the  sons  adore ; 
Joined  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

3  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 

How  plenteous  is  Thy  grace, 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  Thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 

4  Our  offspring,  still  Thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  fathers'  God  ; 
To  latest  times  Thy  blessings  share, 
And  sound  Thy  praise  abroad. 

Anon. 

^■3^      Consecrating  the  Children.     C.  M. 


0 


UR  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer, 

We  now  devote  to  Thee  ; 
Let  them  Thy  covenant  mercies  share, 

And  Thy  salvation  see. 


2   In  early  days  their  hearts  secure 
From  worldly  snares,  we  pray; 
And  let  them  to  the  end  endure 
In  every  righteous  way. 
334 


BAPTISM. 

3  Help  us  before  them,  Lord,  to  live 
In  holy  faith  and  fear; 
And  then  to  heaven  our  souls  receive, 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

Bishop  Edward  H.  Bickersteth. 

4"3Jj      Consecration  In  Baptism.      C.  M. 

WHILE  in  this  sacred  rite  of  Thine 
We  yield  our  spirits  now, 
Shine  o'er  the  waters,  Dove  Divine, 
And  seal  the  cheerful  vow. 

2  All  glory  be  to  Him  Whose  life 

For  ours  was  freely  given; 
Who  aids  us  in  the  spirit's  strife, 
And  makes  us  meet  for  heaven. 

3  To  Thee  we  gladly  now  resign 

Our  life  and  all  our  powers ; 
Accept  us  in  the  rite  Divine, 
And  bless  these  hallowed  hours. 

Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith. 

4-54       Givcn  to  G°d-        L- M- 

DEAR  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray 
From  thy  secure  enclosure's  bound, 
And,  lured  by  worldly  joys  away, 

Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found. 

2  Remember  still  that  they  are  Thine ; 

That  Thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear ; 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  Divine,. 

The  sign  of  covenant  grace,  they  wear. 


THE  CHURCH 

In  all  their  erring,  sinfirl  years, 
O  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be ; 

Remember  all  the  prayers  and  tears 

Which  made  them  consecrate  to  Thee. 

And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 
These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more, 

Turn  Thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way  ; 
The  wanderers  to  Thy  fold  restore. 

Mrs.  Ann  Bradley  Hyde. 


455 


In  Remembrance.  CM. 


THAT  doleful  night  before  His  death, 
The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Did  almost  with  His  dying  breath 
This  solemn  feast  ordain. 

2  To  keep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  have  met, 

And  to  remember  Thee. 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 
For  me  He  died,  for  me ! 

3  Thy  sufferings,  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 

To  our  remembrance  brings  ; 
We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine, 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 

4  O  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame 

Each  heart  that  pants  for  Thee, 
To  sing  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb, 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me  ! 

Rev.  Joseph  Hart. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

4"l30  Surprising  Grace.  CM. 

LORD,  at  Thy  table  I  behold 
The  wonders  of  Thy  grace; 
But  most  of  all  amazed  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  I,  who  am  all  defiled  with  sin, 

A  rebel  to  my  God  ! 
I,  who  have  crucified  Thy  Son, 
And  trampled  on  His  blood  ! 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  such  a  soul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

4  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

In  praise  join  all  your  powers; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love  ; 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

Rez\  Samuel  Stetinett, 


457 

0 


O  Matchless  Grace.  C.  M. 


LOVE  Divine  !  O  matchless  grace  ! 

Which  in  this  sacred  rite 
Shines  forth  so  full,  so  free,  in  rays 
Of  purest  living  Light. 

2   O  wondrous  death  !  O  precious  blood  ! 
For  us  so  freely  spilt, 
To  cleanse  our  sin-polluted  souls 
From  every  stain  of  guilt. 


THE  CHURCH 

3  O  covenant  of  life  and  peace, 

By  blood  and  suffering  sealed  ! 
All  the  rich  gifts  of  Gospel  grace 
Are  here  to  faith  revealed. 

4  Jesus,  we  bow  our  souls  to  Thee, 

Our  Life,  our  Hope,  our  All, 
While  we,  with  thankful,  contrite  hearts, 
Thy  dying  love  recall. 

5  O  may  Thy  pure  and  perfect  love 

Be  written  on  our  minds  ; 
Nor  earth,  nor  self,  nor  sin  obscure 
The  ever-radiant  lines. 

Rev.  Edward  Turmy. 


458 
0 


Spiritual  Food.  C.  M. 


GOD,  unseen,  yet  ever  near, 
Thy  presence  may  we  feel ; 
And  thus  inspired  with  holy  fear, 
Before  Thine  altar  kneel. 


2  Here  may  Thy  faithful  people  know 

The  blessings  of  Thy  love  ; 
The  streams  that  through   the  desert  flow ; 
The  manna  from  above. 

3  We  come,  obedient  to  Thy  Word, 

To  feast  on  heavenly  food  ; 
Our  meat,  the  body  of  the  Lord ; 
Our  drink,  His  precious  blood. 

Edtvard  Osier. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


4-59       7  Will  Remember  Thee.        C.  M. 

ACCORDING  to  Thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  Thee. 


2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  Thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget? 

Or  there  Thy  conflict  see, 

Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 

And  not  remember  Thee? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  Thee  ; 

5  Remember  Thee  and  all  Lhy  pains, 

And  all  Thy  love  to  me ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  Thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  Thou  shalt  in  Thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

Ja7iies  Montgomery. 
339 


THE  CHURCH 


460 
T 


The  King 's  Table.  C.  M. 

HE  King  of  heaven  His  table  spreads, 
And  blessings  crown  the  board  ; 

Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given, 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


461 


The  Great  P? ice  Paid.  S.  M. 


GLORY  to  God  on  high, 
Our  peace  is  made  with  heaven ; 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  die, 
That  we  might  be  forgiven. 

2   His  precious  blood  was  shed, 
His  body  bruised  for  sin; 
Remember  this  in  eating  bread, 
And  that  in  drinking  wine. 

34° 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

Approach  His  royal  board, 

In  His  rich  garments  clad ; 
Join  every  tongue  to  praise  the  Lord, 

And  every  heart  be  glad. 

The  Father  gives  the  Son; 

The  Son,  His  flesh  and  blood ; 
The  Spirit  seals ;  and  faith  puts  on 

The  righteousness  of  God. 

Rev.  Joseph  Hart. 


4b  IL    The  Saviour' s  Dying  Love.    L.  M. 


E 


AT,  drink  in  memory  of  your  Friend ; 

Such  was  our  Master's  last  request ; 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endured 

That  we  might  live  forever  blest. 


2  Yes,  we'll  record  Thy  matchless  grace, 

Thou  dearest,  tenderest,  best  of  friendsj 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 
Of  long  eternity  transcends. 

3  'Tis  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give 

Thygoodness,  through  these  veils,  to  see. 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields, 

And  happy  they  who  sit  with  Thee. 

4  But,  O  what  vast,  transporting  joy 

Shall  fill  our  breasts,  our  tongues  inspire, 
When,  joined  with  yon  celestial  train, 
Our  grateful  souls  Thy  love  admire. 

Anon. 

34i 


463 

0 


THE  CHURCH 

Grateful  Love.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  our  exalted  Lord, 

Dear  name  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 
To  Thee  with  heart  and  voice  we  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  And  while  around  this  board  we  meet 
And  humbly  worship  at  Thy  feet, 

O  let  our  warm  affections  move 
In  glad  return  of  grateful  love ! 

3  Let  humble,  penitential  woe 
In  tears  of  godly  sorrow  flow ; 
And  Thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy,  to  every  heart. 

Anne  Steele. 


464 


The  Broken  Bread.  L  M. 


THE  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup, 
On  which  we  now  are  called  to  sup, 
Without  Thy  help  and  grace  Divine, 
Will  prove  no  more  than  bread  and  wine. 

2  But  come,  great  Master  of  the  feast, 
Impart  Thy  grace  to  every  guest; 
Direct  our  views  to  Calvary, 

And  help  us  to  remember  Thee. 

3  Let   us  with  light  and  truth  be  blest, 
Upon  Thy  bosom  let  us  rest; 

And  at  Thy  supper  may  we  learn, 
Thy  broken  body  to  discern. 

342 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

4  O  that  our  souls  may  now  be  fed 

With  Christ  Himself,  the  living  bread ; 
That  we  the  covenant  may  renew 
And  to  our  vows  be  rendered  true  ! 

Unknown 

465  Till  He  Come.  7,7,7, 

TILL  He  come, — O  let  the  words - 
Linger  on  the  trembling  chords ; 
Let  the  little  while  between 
In  their  golden  light  be  seen ; 
Let  us  think  how  heaven  and  home 
Lie  beyond  that  "Till  He  come." 

2  When  the  weary  ones  we  love 
Enter  on  their  rest  above, 

When  their  words  of  love  and  cheer 
Fall  no  longer  on  our  ear, 
Hush,  be  every  murmur  dumb  ; 
It  is  only  till  He  come. 

3  Clouds  and  darkness  round  us  press ; 
Would  we  have  our  sorrow  less  ? 

All  the  sharpness  of  the  cross, 
All  that  tells  the  world  is  loss, 
Death  and  darkness  and  the  tomb, 
Pain  us  only  till  He  come. 

4  See,  the  feast  of  love  is  spread  ; 
Drink  the  wine,  and  break  the  bread  ; 
Sweet  memorials, — till  the  Lord 
Call  us  round  His  heavenly  board  ; 
Some  from  earth,  from  glory  some, 
Severed  only  till  He  come. 

Bishop  Edward  H.  Bickersteth 


THE  CHURCH 

^■Ot)  Communioyi  7,  7,  7. 

SAVIOUR  of  our  ruined  race, 
Fountain  of  redeeming  grace, 
Let  us  now  Thy  fullness  see 
While  we  here  converse  with  Thee ; 
Harken  to  our  ardent  prayer, 
Let  us  all  Thy  blessing  share. 

2  While  we  thus,  with  glad  accord 
Meet  around  Thy  table,  Lord, 
Bid  us  feast  with  joy  Divine, 

On  the  appointed  bread  and  wine, — 
Emblems  may  they  truly  prove, 
Of  our  Saviour's  bleeding  love. 

3  Weak,  unworthy,  sinful,  vile, 
Yet  we  seek  Thy  heavenly  smile  ; 
Canst  Thou  all  our  sins  forgive? 
Dost  Thou  bid  us  look  and  live? 
Lord,  we  wonder  and  adore, 

O  for  grace  to  love  Thee  more  ! 

Dr.   Thomas  Hastings. 


467 
H 


How  Precious  is  the  Name.     P.  M. 


OW  precious  is  the  name, 
Brethren  sing ! 
How  precious  is  the  name 

Of  Christ  our  Paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  shame 
On  the  tree. 


2   I've  given  all  for  Christ ; 
He's  my  All; 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

I  ve  given  all  for  Christ, 

And  my  spirit  cannot  rest 
Unless  He's  in  my  breast, 

Reigning  there. 

His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear 

With  delight : 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear, 

And  His  cross  I  will  not  fear  ; 
His  name  I  will  declare 

Evermore. 

And  when  we  all  get  home 

We  will  sing  ; 
And  when  we  all  get  home 

Around  our  Father's  throne, 
And  millions  join  the  theme, 

We'll  sing  on. 

There  friends  shall  meet  again 

Who  have  loved  : 
Our  embraces  shall  be  sweet 

At  the  dear  Redeemer's  feet, 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more 

Who  have  loved. 

Then  with  all  the  happy  throng 

We'll  rejoice  : 
Shouting  glory  to  our  King, 

Till  the  vaults  of  heaven  ring, 
And  through  all  eternity 

We'll  rejoice.  Anon. 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

468  Jesus  Shall  Reign.  L.  M. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  His  feet ; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  His  Word. 

3  To  Him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  His  head ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  His  name. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


469 


The  World  is  Chrisfs.        L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Father,  Thou  hast  said 
That  Christ  all  glory  shall  obtain; 
That  He  Who  once  a  sufferer  bled 

Shall  o'er  the  world  a  Conqueror  reign. 

2   We  wait  Thy  triumph,  Saviour  King; 
Long  ages  have  prepared  Thy  way; 
Now  all  abroad  Thy  banner  fling; 
Set  time's  great  battle  in  array. 

346 


MISSIONS. 

3  Thy  hosts  are  mustered  to  the  field ; 

The  cross  !  the  cross !  the  battle-call; 
The  old  grim  towers  of  darkness  yield, 
And  soon  shall  totter  to  their  fall. 

4  On  mountain  tops  the  watch-fires  glow, 

Where     scattered    wide     the    watchmen 
stand ; 
Voice  echoes  voice,  and  onward  flow 
The  joyous  shouts  from  land  to  land. 

5  O  fill  Thy  Church  with  faith  and  power; 

Bid  her  long  night  of  weeping  cease  ; 
To  groaning  nations  haste  the  hour 
Of  life  and  freedom,  light  and  peace. 

Rev.  Ray  Palmer. 

4-70     Arm  of  the  Lord,  Awake.      L.  M. 

ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake ; 
Put  on  Thy  strength ;  the  nation's  shake  ; 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  Thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  Thy  throne, 
I  am  Jehovah,  God  alone  ; 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Almighty  God,  Thy  grace  proclaim 
Through  every  clime,  to  every  name; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  Thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

William  Shrubsole 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 


471 


The  Ripening  harvest.  L«  M. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  bend  Thine  ear, 
For  Zion's  heritage  appear  ; 
O  send  forth  laborers  filled  with  zeal, 
Swift  to  obey  their  Master's  will. 

2  Our  lifted  eyes,  O  Lord,  behold 

The  ripening  harvest  tinged  with  gold ; 
Wide  fields  are  opening  to  our  view; 
The  work  is  great,  the  laborers  few. 

3  Under  the  guidance  of  Thy  hand 
May  Zion's  sons  to  every  land 
Go  forth,  to  bless  the  dying  race, 
As  heralds  of  redeeming  grace. 

4  Bid  all  their  hearts  with  ardor  glow 
The  Saviour's  dying  love  to  show, 
And  spread  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Far  as  the  race  of  man  is  found. 

Dr.   Thomas  Hastings 


472 
0 


Our  God,  Arise  !  S.  M. 


LORD  our  God,  arise; 

The  cause  of  truth  maintain  ; 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

Thou  Prince  of  Life,  arise, 

Nor  let  Thy  glory  cease; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  Thy  grace, 

And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 


MISSIONS. 

3  Thou  Holy  Ghost,  arise; 

Extend  Thy  healing  wing  ; 
And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  O  all  ye  nation's,  rise ; 

To  God,  the  Saviour,  sing  ; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring.  Anon. 

£J^  J  Jj  Fro7ti  Greenland' 's Mountains .  7, 6,  D. 


F 


ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

What  though  the  spicy  breezes, 

Blow  soft  o'er  Geylon's  isle; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
With  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Can  we  to  men  benighted 
The  lamp  of  life  deny? 

349 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

Salvation,  O  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  His  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,.  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber. 

4-  7 4  Cast  Thy  Bread.  8,  7. 

CAST  thy  bread  upon  the  waters, 
Thinking  not  'tis  thrown  away; 
God  Himself  saith,  thou  shalt  gather 
It  again  some  future  day. 

2  Gast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters  ; 

Wildly  though  the  billows  roll ; 
They  but  aid  thee  as  thou  toilest 
Truth  to  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  As  the  seed,  by  billows  floated, 

To  some  distant  island  lone, 
So  to  human  souls  benighted, 

What  thou  flingest  may  be  borne. 

4  Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  waters ; 

Why  wilt  thou  still  doubting  stand? 
Bounteous  shall  God  send  the  harvest, 
If  thou  sowest  with  liberal  hand. 

Mrs.  J.  H.  Hanajord. 


475 
H 


MISSIONS. 

Hail,  to  the  Lord"  s  A  nointed.  7 , 6,  D . 

AIL,  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 
His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  His  sight. 

3  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love,  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  His  path  to  birth  \ 
Before  Him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald  go, 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  To  Him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 

His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end. 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  name  shall  stand  forever, 

That  name  to  us  is  love. 

James  Montgomery, 

4*/  v)      The  Light  is  Breaking.      7,  6,  D. 

THE  morning  light  is  breaking, 
The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears  ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion 
Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above  ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  Gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  a  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 
Nor  in  thy  richness  stay: 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home, 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  The  Lord  is  come. 

Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith. 
353 


MISSIONS. 

u^  J  J        The  Day  is  Breaking.       8,  7,  D. 

YES,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking; 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand ; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  His  Word  in  every  land. 

Mark  His  progress, 
Darkness  flies  at  His  command. 

2  O  'tis  pleasant,  'tis  reviving 

To  our  hearts,  to  hear,  each  day, 
Joyful  news  from  far  arriving, 
How  the  Gospel  wins  its  way, 

Those  enlightening 
Who  in  depth  and  darkness  lay. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 

Let  Thy  people  see  Thy  hand; 
Let  the  Gospel  be  victorious 

Through  the  world,  in  every  land ; 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  Thy  command. 

Rev.    Thomas  Kelly. 


478 
0 


Welcome  News.  8,  7,  D. 


N  the  mountain  top  appearing, 
Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 

Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands. 

Mourning  captive, 
God  Himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee; 

He  Himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee  ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  ; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee  ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

Rev.  1 homas  Kelly. 

4/9  My  Native  La?id,  I  Love  Thee.  8,  7. 

YES,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee  ; 
All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well ; 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  distant  lands  to  dwell? 

2   Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 
Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell  ; 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell? 


MISSIONS. 

Yes,  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 
From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well, 

Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me; 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell ! 

Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

In  the  desert  let  me  labor, 

On  the  mountain  let  me  tell 
How  He  died,  the  blessed  Saviour, 

To  redeem  a  world  from  hell. 
Let  me  hasten 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean ; 
Let  the  winds  my  canvas  swell ; 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell. 

Glad  I  leave  thee, 
Native  land,  farewell !  farewell ! 

Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith, 


480 
G 


Go,  Seek  and  Tell.  8,  7,  4. 


O  and  seek  the  lost  and  dying  ; 

Preach  the  world's  glad  jubilee  , 
Like  the  herald  angels,  flying, 

Bear  God's  message  o'er  the  sea  ; 
Toil  for  Jesus, 

Till  the  blind  His  glory  see. 

2    Go  and  tell  the  blessed  story 
Of  the  holy  Lamb  of  God  ; 
Show  the  poor  His  grace  and  glory ; 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

Lead  the  dying  to  His  blood, 

Ever  crying, 
O  behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 

May  the  peace  of  God  attend  you, 
As  you  gather  precious  spoil ; 

May  His  arms  of  love  defend  you, 
In  the  conflict  and  turmoil ; 

May  His  presence 
Cheer  you  on  the  field  of  toil. 

Fare  you  well !  whate'er  betide  you, 

Look  to  Jesus  for  His  grace  ; 
He  will  comfort,  cheer,  and  guide  you, 
Till  at  last,  in  His  embrace, 

Safe  forever, 
You  shall  see  Him  face  to  face. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


481 


Christ  For  the  World  We  Sing.  6,6,4. 

CHRIST  for  the  world  we  sing  - 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring 
With  loving  zeal ; 
The  poor,  and  them  that  mourn, 
The  faint  and  overborne, 
Sin-sick  and  sorrow-worn, 
Whom  Christ  doth  heal. 

2   Christ  for  the  world  we  sing  ; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring 

With  fervent  prayer; 
The  wayward  and  the  lost, 
By  restless  passion  tossed, 
356 


MISSIONS. 

Redeemed  at  countless  cost, 
From  dark  despair. 

Christ  for  the  world  we  sing  ; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring 

With  one  accord  ; 
With  us  the  work  to  share, 
With  us  reproach  to  dare, 
With  us  the  cross  to  bear, 

For  Christ  our  Lord. 

Rev.  Samuel  IValcott. 


482 
W 


Honoring  God.  8,  7. 

ITH  my  substance  I  will  honor 
My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  His  word. 

2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 

His  unbounded  grace  proclaim, 
Let  His  friends  in  every  station 
Gladly  join  to  spread  His  fame. 

3  Be  His  kingdom  now  promoted, 

Let  the  earth  her  Monarch  know; 
Be  my  all  to  Him  devoted  ; 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations  ! 

Praise  Him,  all  ye  hosts  above  ! 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations. 
His  Divine,  victorious  love  ! 

Rev.  Benjamin  Francis 
357 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

4-83  Watchman,  Tell  us  of  the  Night.  7,D. 

WATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are  ; 
Traveler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star  ! 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveler,  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends ; 
Traveler,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends-. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  the»m  birth? 
Traveler,  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn; 
Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn : 
Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease, 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home ; 
Traveler,  lo  !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo,  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 

Sir  John  Bowring. 

4"04"  Soldiers  of  the  Cross ,  Arise    7,  7,  D. 

SOLDIERS  of  the  cross,  arise, 
Gird  you  with  your  armor  bright; 
Mighty  are  your  enemies, 

Hard  the  battle  ye  must  fight. 

358 


MISSIONS. 

O'er  a  faithless,  fallen  world 
Raise  your  banner  to  the  sky; 

Let  it  float  there  wide  unfilled  ; 
Bear  it  onward ;  lift  it  high. 

2  'Mid  the  homes  of  want  and  woe, 

Strangers  to  the  living  word, 
Let  the  Saviour's  herald  go, 

Let  the  voice  of  hope  be  heard. 
To  the  weary  and  the  worn 

Tell  of  realms  where  sorrows  cease  ; 
To  the  outcast  and  forlorn 

Speak  of  mercy  and  of  peace. 

3  Guard  the  helpless;  seek  the  strayed; 

Comfort  troubles;  banish  grief; 
In  the  might  of  God  arrayed, 

Scatter  sin  and  unbelief. 
Be  the  banner  still  unfurled, 

Still  unsheathed  the  Spirit's  sword, 
Till  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord. 

Bishop  William  W.  How. 

485  Voices  Calling.  8,  7,  4. 

SOULS  in  heathen  darkness  lying; 
Where  no  light  has  broken  through. 
Souls  that  Jesus  bought  by  dying, 
Whom  His  soul  in  travail  knew; 

Thousand  voices, 
Call  us  o'er  the  waters  blue. 

2   Christians,  hearken  ;  none  have  taught  them 
Of  His  love  so  deep  and  dear; 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

Of  the  precious  price  that  bought  them ; 
Of  the  nail,  the  thorn,  the  spear ; 

Ye  who  know  Him, 
Guide  them  from  their  darkness  drear. 

3  Haste,  O  haste,  and  spread  the  tidings 

Wide  to  earth's  remotest  strand  ; 
Let  no  brother's  bitter  chidings 
Rise  against  us,  when  we  stand 

In  the  judgment, 
From  some  far,  forgotten  land. 

4  Lo,  the  hills  for  harvest  whiten, 

All  along  each  distant  shore  ; 

Seaward  far  the  islands  brighten  ; 

Light  of  nations  lead  us  o'er; 

When  we  seek  them, 
Let  Thy  Spirit  go  before. 

Mrs.  Cecil  F.  Alexander. 

4*00         Our  Country' s  Voice.         7,  6,  D. 

OUR  country's  voice  is  pleading : 
Ye  men  of  God,  arise  ! 
His  providence  is  leading, 

The  land  before  you  lies ; 
Day-gleams  are  o'er  it  brightening. 
And  promise  clothes  the  soil; 
Wide  fields,  for  harvest  whitening, 
Invite  the  reaper's  toil. 

2   The  love  of  Christ  unfolding, 
Speed  on  from  east  to  west, 
Till  all,  His  cross  beholding, 
In  Him  are  fully  blest. 
360 


MISSIONS. 

Great  Author  of  salvation, 

Haste,  haste  the  glorious  day, 

When  we,  a  ransomed  nation, 
Thy  sceptre  shall  obey. 

Mrs.  Maria  F.  Anderson. 

4o  /        Zion' s  Glad  Morning,         n,  10. 

HAIL    to    the    brightness    of    Zion's    glad 
morning  ! 
Joy  to   the  lands  that  in  darkness  have 
lain  ! 
Hushed    be    the    accents    of    sorrow    and 
mourning; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  return- 
ing ; 
Gentile  and  Jew  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo  !  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing, 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are 

ringing, 
Wastes   rise  in  verdure,   and  mingle  in 

song. 

4  See,  from  all  lands — from  the  isles  of  the 

ocean, 
Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high  ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commo- 
tion, 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 
Dr.  Thomas  Hastings. 
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SPECIAL  SERVICES 

The  God  of  Strength.  L.  M 

HE  Lord,  our  God,  alone  is  strong; 

His  hands  build  not  for  one  brief  day; 
His  wondrous  works,  through  ages  long, 

His  wisdom  and  His  power  display. 

2  His  mountains  lift  their  solemn  forms, 

To  watch  in  silence  o'er  the  land; 

The  rolling  ocean,  rocked  with  storms, 

Sleeps  in  the  hollow  of  His  hand. 

3  Beyond  the  heavens  He  sits  alone, 

The  universe  obeys  His  nod; 
The  lightning-rifts  disclose  His  throne, 
And  thunders  voice  the  name  of  God. 

4  Thou  sovereign  God,  receive  this  gift 

Thy  willing  servants  offer  Thee  : 
Accept  the  prayers  that  thousands  lift,       , 
And  let  these  halls  Thy  temple  be. 

5  And  let  those  learn,  who  here  shall  meet, 

True  wisdom  is  with  reverence  crowned, 
And  science  walks  with  humble  feet 

To  seek  the  God,  Whom  faith  hath  found. 
Caleb  T.  Winchester. 


489 
H 


In  His  Na??ie  We  Build.      L.  M. 


ERE  in  Thy  name,  eternal  God, 

We  build  this  earthly  house  for  Thee 
O  choose  it  for  Thy  fixed  abode, 
And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

362 


CHURCH  BUILDING. 

2  Here,  when  Thy  people  seek  Thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  Thou,  in  heaven,  Thy  dwelling-place; 
And  when  Thou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  Thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  Gospel  of  Thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  His  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 

Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest? 
Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest? 

5  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart, 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone, 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart ; 
In  very  bosom  fix  Thy  throne. 

James  Montgomery. 

490  Building  For  God.  L,  M 

AND  will  the  great  eternal  God 
On  earth  establish  His  abode? 
And  will  He,  from  His  radiant  home, 
Accept  our  temple  for  His  Own? 

2  These  walls  we  to  Thy  honor  raise, 

Long  may  they  echo  with  Thy  praise  ; 
And  Thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  Thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 

With  all  the  glories  of  His  train ; 
While  power  Divine  His  Word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  His  friends. 

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SPECIAL  SERVICES 


And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 

When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 

May  it  before  the  world  appear 

That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


491 

0 


Building  With  Joy.  C.  M. 


GOD,  though  countless  worlds  of  light 

Thy  power  and  glory  show, 
Though  round  Thy  throne,  above  all  height, 
Immortal  seraphs  glow, — 

2  Yet,  Lord,  where'er  Thy  saints  apart 

Are  met  for  praise  and  prayer; 
Wherever  sighs  a  contrite  heart, 
Thou,  gracious  God,  art  there. 

3  With  grateful  joy  Thy  children  rear 

This  temple,  Lord,  to  Thee ; 
Long  may  they  sing  Thy  praises  here, 
And  here  Thy  beauty  see. 

4  Here,  Saviour,  deign  Thy  saints  to  meet ; 

WTith  peace  their  hearts  to  fill  ; 
And  here,  like  Sharon's  odors  sweet, 
May  grace  Divine  distil. 

5  Here  may  Thy  truth  fresh  triumphs  win ; 

Eternal  Spirit,  here, 
In  many  a  heart,  now  dead  in  sin. 

A  living  temple  rear.  /.  D.  Knowles. 

364 


492 
0 


CHURCH  BUILDING. 

Abide  in  This  House.         C.  M. 


THOU  Whose  Own  vast  temple  stands, 

Built  over  earth  and  sea  ! 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  Thee. 

2  Lord,  from  Thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  walls  to  abide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth  without  end 
Serenely  by  Thy  side. 

3  May  erring  minds,  that  worship  here, 

Be  taught  the  better  way; 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 

William  Cullen  Bryant. 


Accept  This  House.  L.  M. 


493 

ACCEPT  this  house,  O  gracious  God, 
Which  with  our  love  this  day  we  give, 
And  let  Thy  glorious  presence  prove 
That  with  Thy  people  Thou  dost  live. 

2   O  may  Thy  children  here  receive 

The  precious  gifts  Thy  grace  imparts  ; 
And  here  may  every  meeting  be 
The  gate  of  heaven  to  our  hearts. 

365 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

3  May  here  the  feet  of  hopeful  youth 

In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways  be  led  ; 
And  aged  saints  while  traveling  home 
Be,  by  Thy  heavenly  manna,  fed. 

4  O  may  the  weary  here  find  rest; 

The  lonely  friendless  find  a  friend  ; 
The  mourner's  sadness  flee  away, 

And  sundered  hearts  in  union  blend. 

5  We  see  Thy  presence  everywhere 

As  we  to-day  the  past  review; 

Thou  sure  wast  with  us  in  the  old, 

O  be  Thou  with  us  in  the  new. 

Rev.  W.  H.  Fouke. 

4>y^L      Come  Into  This  Temple.      n,  it. 

E  rear  not  a  temple  like  Judah's  of  old, 

Whose     portals    were     marble,    whose 

vaultings  were  gold  ; 

No  incense  is  lighted,  no  victims  are  slain, 

No  monarch  kneels  praying  to  hallow  the 

fane. 

2   More  simple  and  lowly  the  walls  that  we 
raise, 
And  humbler  the  pomp  of  procession  and 

praise, 
Where  the  heart  is  the  altar  whence  incense 

shall  roll, 
And  Messiah  the  King  who  shall  pray  for 
the  soul. 

366 


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CHURCH  BUILDING. 

3  O  Father,  come  in,  but  not  in  the  cloud 
Which  filled  the  bright  courts  where  Thy 

chosen  ones  bowed  ; 
But  come  in  that  Spirit  of  glory  and  grace, 
Which  beams  on  the  soul  and  illumines  the 

race. 

4  O   come  in  the  power  of  Thy  life-giving 

Word, 
And  reveal  to  each  heart  its  Redeemer  and 

Lord  ; 
Till  faith  bring  the  peace  to  the  penitent 

given. 
And  love  fill  the  air  with   the  fragrance  of 

heaven. 

5  The  pomp  of  Moriah  has  long  passed  away, 
And  soon  shall  our  frailer  erection  decay; 
But  the  souls  that  are  builded  in  worship 

and  love 
Shall  be  temples  to  God,  everlasting  above. 
Rev.  Henry  Ware,  Jr. 


495 


In  Zion  God  is  Known.        S.  M. 


GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  His  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  His  churches  His  abode 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2   These  temples  of  His  grace, 
How  beautiful  they  stand, 
The  honors  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 
367 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  Refuge  in  distress  ; 
How  bright  has  His  salvation  shone 

Through  all  her  palaces  ! 

In  ever  new  distress 

We'll  to  His  house  repair ; 
We'll  think  upon  His  wondrous  grace, 

And  seek  deliverance  there. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


496 

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We  Go  to  Pray  a?id  Labor.    7,6,  D. 

E  praise  Thee,  gracious  Father, 
For  Thine  abounding  grace, 
Thy  never-failing  presence, 

The  sunshine  of  Thy  face. 
We  praise  Thee  for  Thy  guidance — 

In  all  our  labors  here, 
Thy  gracious  inspiration 

And  all  Thy  heavenly  cheer. 

2  Now  seal  with  Thine  approval 

What  we  have  done  for  Thee, 
And  light  the  steps  of  duty 

In  ways  we  could  not  see. 
O  send  us  forth  anointed, 

As  witnesses  for  Thee, 
To  preach  Thy  great  salvation, 

To  set  the  captives  free. 

3  We  go  to  pray,  and  labor, 

And  wait,  another  year, 

Content,  whate'er  befall  us, 

If  only  Thou  art  near  ! 

368 


CONFERENCE. 


We  can  not  go  without  Thee  ; 

The  way  we  cannot  know; 
O  let  Thy  mighty  presence 

Before  Thy  servants  go  ! 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


497 
0 


Meeting  of  God"  s  Servants.  7,  6,  D. 

NCE  more,  O  Lord,  assembling 

In  Thy  dear  name  we  meet 
As  toilers  in  Thy  vineyard, 

To  worship  at  Thy  feet. 
We  come  with  joy  and  gladness, 

With  gratitude  and  praise, 
Rejoicing  in  Thy  goodness, 

That  crowns  our  fleeting  days. 

2  Thy  mighty  hand  has  brought  us 

In  safety  through  the  year, 
Preserved  our  "feet  from  falling," 

And  kept  us  in  Thy  fear. 
Thy  grace  has  been  sufficient, 

Thy  promise  never  failed  ; 
And  in  the  days  of  conflict 

Through  Thee  we  have  prevailed ! 

3  Now,  gracious  Father,  meet  us, 

And  in  our  midst  abide  ; 
In  word  and  work  direct  us, 

And  over  all  preside. 
Baptize  us  with  Thy  Spirit ; 

Our  hearts  with  love  inflame  ; 
And  all  that  is  within  us 
Shall  bless  Thy  holy  name. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 
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498 
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SPEC-IAL  SERVICES 

Bear  the  Tidings.  8,  7,  4 

EN  of  God,  go,  take  your  stations  ; 
Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth  , 
Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations, 
Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth  ; 

Bear  the  tidings, 
Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 

What,  though  earth  and  hell  united, 
Should  oppose  our  Saviour's  plan? 

Plead  His  cause,  nor  be  affrighted  : 
Fear  ye  not  the  face  of  man  ; 

Vain  their  tumult ; 
Hurt  His  work  they  never  can. 

When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 

Jesus  will  His  Own  defend ; 
Borne  afar  mid  foes  and  stranges, 

Jesus  will  appear  your  frtend ; 
And  His  presence 

Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 

Rev.   Thomas  Kelly. 


499 


Sowing  the  Seed.  L.  M. 


GREAT  Husbandman,  at  Thy  command, 
We  sow  Thy  seed  with  liberal  hand ; 
And,  mindful  of  Thy  heavenly  call, 
Onward  we  go,  forsaking  all. 

2   On,  through  the  sad  and  weary  years, 
We  sow  the  precious  seed  with  tears  ; 
And  stay  our  hearts  in  faith  sublime, 
With  prospects  of  the  harvest  time. 


CONFERENCE. 

Not  long  shall  we  in  sorrow  go, 
Not  long  endure  earth's  toil  and  woe  ; 
For  He  Who  bids  us  sow  and  weep; 
Shall  call  us  then  in  joy  to  reap. 

Then  shall  each  tearful  sower  come, 
And  bear  his  sheaves  in  triumph  home ; 
The  voice  long  choked  with  grief  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  shouts  of  triumph  ring. 

Thick  on  the  hills  of  light  shall  stand 
The  gathered  sheaves  from  every  land, 
While  they  that  sow,  and  they  that  reap, 
The  Harvest-Home  in  glory  keep. 

H.  L.  Hastings, 


500 

e 


Go  Forth  Again.  C.  M. 


O  forth  again,  ye  men  of  God, 
Each  to  his  field  of  toil; 

In  Jesus'  name,  for  His  dear  sake, 
To  gather  precious  spoil. 


2  Go  forth  with  fresh  anointing,  go 

With  newly-kindled  zeal, 
With  joy  and. gladness,  bearing  still 
The  Spirit's  holy  seal. 

3  Go  forth  to  scatter  precious  seed, 

To  gather  in  the  grain  ; 
In  faith,  and  hope,  and  courage,  go 
Ye  shall  not  toil  in  vain. 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 


4  Ye  may  not  longer  tarry  here ; 
For,  O,  the  work  is  great; 
The  fields  are  white,  the  reapers  few, 
And  ripened  harvests  wait. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


501 
'T 


With  God  is  Salva tion.         CM. 


IS  Thine  alone,  almighty  Name, 

To  raise  the  dead  to  life, 
The  lost  inebriate  to  reclaim 
From  passion's  fearful  strife. 


2  What  ruin  hath  intemperance  wrought  ! 

How  widely  roll  its  waves  ! 
How  many  myriads  hath  it  brought 
To  fill  dishonored  graves  ! 

3  The  cause  of  temperance  is  Thina  Own ; 

Our  plans  and  efforts  bless ; 

We  trust,  O  Lord,  in  Thee  alone 

To  crown  them  with  success. 

Rev.  Edwin  F.  Hatfield. 


502 


Look  Not  071  the  Wi?ie.       L.  M. 


GREAT   God,    Whose   hand    out-pours   the 
rills, 
And  springs  that  burst  from  all  the  hills, 
At  Whose  command  the  rock  was  riven, 
Who  send'st  on  all  Thy  rain  from  heaven, — 
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TEMPERANCE. 

2  Help  us  to  heed  Thy  Word  Divine, 
And  look  not  on  the  crimson  wine; 
To  flee  and  fear  the  accursed  thing 
As  serpent's  bite  or  adder's  sting. 

3  Stay  Thou,  O  Lord,  the  tide  of  death  ; 
Rebuke  the  demon's  blasting  breath ; 
And  speed,  O  speed  on  every  shore 

The  day  when  strong  drink  slays  no  more. 

Anon. 


503     Life  Fr°m  tke  Dmd-     c- M- 

LIFE  from  the  dead,  Almighty  God, 
'Tis  Thine  alone  to  give, 
To  lift  the  poor  inebriate  up, 
And  bid  the  helpless  live. 

2  Life  from  the  dead  !  for  those  we  plead 

Fast  bound  in  passion's  chain, 
That,  from  their  iron  fetters  freed, 
They  wake  to  life  again. 

3  Life  from  the  dead  !  quickened  by  Thee, 

Be  all  their  powers  inclined 

To  temperance,  truth,  and  piety, 

And  pleasures  pure,  refined. 

4  And  may  they  by  Thy  help  abide, 

The  tempter's  power  withstand; 
By  grace  restored  and  purified, 

In  Christ  accepted  stand.  Anon. 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

J304  Bondage  and  Death.         L.  M. 

BONDAGE  and  death  the  cup  contains; 
Dash  to  the  earth  the  poisoned  bowl  ! 
Softer  than  silk  are  iron  chains, 

Compared  with  those  that  chafe  the  soul. 

2  Hosannas,  Lord,  to  Thee  we  sing, 

Whose  power  the  giant  fiend  obeys ; 
What  countless  thousands  tribute  bring, 
For  happier  homes  and  brighter  days ! 

3  Thou  wilt  not  break  the  bruised  reed, 

Nor  leave  the  broken  heart  unbound ; 
The  wife  regains  a  husband  freed  ! 
The  orphan  clasps  a  father  found  ! 

4  Spare,    Lord,    the    thoughtless,    guide   the 

blind 
Till  man  no  more  shall  deem  it  just 
To  live  by  forging  chains  to  bind 
His  weaker  brother  in  the  dust. 

Lucius  M.  Sargent. 

505  The  Chains  of  Strong  Drink.  L.  M. 

HEN,  doomed  to  death,  the  apostle  lay, 
At  night  in  Herod's  dungeon  cell, 
A  light  shone  round  him  like  the  day, 
And  from  his  limbs  the  fetters  fell. 


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2  A  messenger  from  God  was  there, 

To  break  his  chain  and  bid  him  rise; 
And  lo  !  the  saint,  as  free  as  air, 

Walked  forth  beneath  the  open  skies. 


TEMPERANCE 

3  Chains  yet  more  strong  and  cruel  bind 

The  victims  of  that  deadly  thirst 
Which  drows  the  soul,  and  from  the  mind 
Blots  the  bright  image  stamped  at  first. 

4  O  God  of  love  and  mercy,  deign 

To  look  on  those  with  pitying  eye 
Who  struggle  with  that  fatal  chain, 
And  send  them  succor  from  on  high  ! 

William  Culleii  Bryant. 

^Q§  Look  Not  Upon  the  Ruby  Wine.  L.M. 

LOOK  not  upon  the  ruby  wine, 
That  sparkles  with  alluring  light  ; 
Though  bright  its  gleaming  bubbles  shine, 
It  leads  to  sorrow,  gloom  and  night. 

2  The  mirth  shall  end,  the  joy  be  past, 

And  hushed  the  notes  of  those  who  sing  ; 
And  then  shall  come  to  thee  at  last 
The  serpent's  bite,  the  adder's  sting. 

3  Then  look  not  on  the  poisoned  bowl, 

But  from  the  path  of  danger  flee  ; 

Lest  thou  shalt  sink,  a  ruined  soul, 

And  angels  shall  lament  for  thee. 

//.  L.  Hastings. 


507 
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Mourn  For  the  Slain.         S.  M. 


OURN  for  the  thousands  slain, 
The  youthful  and  the  strong; 
Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fearful  reign, 
And  the  deluded  throng. 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  gem — 

For  reason's  light  Divine 
Quenched  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem, 
Where  Ged  had  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul — 

Eternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowl, 
And  turned  to  hopeless  night. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost, — but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free  ; 
Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

5  Mourn  for  the  lost, — but  pray, 

Pray  to  our  God  above, 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway, 
And  show  His  saving  love. 

Seth  Collins  Brace. 

3(jO  My  Country  y  'Tis  of  Thee.    6,  6,  4. 


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Y  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing ; 
Land  where  my  father's  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrims'  pride, 
From  every  mountain  s;de 
Let  freedom  ring ! 

My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 
Thy  name  I  love  ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 

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NATIONAL. 

Thy  woods  and  templed  hills; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 
Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song ; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  : 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  Thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  Thee  we  sing  ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  Thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 

Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith. 

509  God  Bless  Our  Native  Land.  6,  6,  4. 


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OD  bless  our  native  land; 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand 
Through  storm  and  night ; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  wind  and  wave, 
Do  Thou  our  country  save 
By  Thy  great  might. 


2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the.  skies  ; 
On  Him  we  wait: 


SPECIAL  SERVICES 

Thou  Who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  Thee  aloud  we  cry, 
God  save  the  State  ! 

Rev.  John  S.  Dwight. 


510 


Swell  the  Anthem.  7,  7. 

SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  our  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  His  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land  ; 
Kept  by  Him,  no  foes  annoy; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, 
Ever  own  and  worthip  God. 

4  Hark !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  lo  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

Rev.  Nathan  Strong. 

J3II      Confession  of  National  Sins.     C.  M. 

GREAT  King  of  nations,   hear  our  prayer, 
While  at  Thy  feet  we  fall, 
And  humbly,  with  united  cry, 
To  Thee  for  mercy  call. 

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NATIONAL. 

2  The  guilt  is  ours,  but  grace  is  Thine, 

O  turn  us  not  away; 
But  hear  us  from  Thy  lofty  throne, 
And  help  us  when  we  pray. 

3  Our  fathers'  sins  were  manifold, 

And  ours  no  less  we  own, 
Yet  wondrously  from  age  to  age, 
Thy  goodness  hath  been  shown. 

4  When  dangers,  like  a  mighty  sea, 

Beset  our  country  round, 
To  Thee  we  looked,  to  Thee  we  cried, 
And  help  in  Thee  was  found. 

5  With  pitying  eye  behold  our  need, 

As  thus  we  lift  our  prayer ; 
Correct  us  with  Thy  judgments,  Lord, 
Then  let  Thy  mercy  spare. 

Rev.  John  H.  Gurney. 

3l^  Deliverance  is  fi'om  the  Lord.    C.  M. 

LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 

In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 

'Twas  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword, 

To  them  salvation  gave  ; 
'Twas  not  their  number,  nor  their  strength, 

That  did  their  country  save. 


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SPECIAL  SERVICES 


3  But  Thy  right  hand,  Thy  powerful  arm; 

Whose  succor  they  implored  ; 

Thy  providence  protected  them, 

Who  Thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  Thee  their  God  our  fathers  owned, 

So  Thou  art  still  our  King; 
O  therefore,  as  Thou  didst  to  them, 

To  us  deliverance  bring.      Tate  &>  Brady. 

3  1*3  Mourning  Over  National  Sins.  CM. 


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EE,  gracious  Lord,  before  Thy  throne, 
Thy  mourning  people  bend ; 

'Tis  on  Thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 


2  Tremendous  judgments,   from  Thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  powers  display; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  Thy  redeeming  grace; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  Thy  Word, 
And  humbly  seek  Thy  face. 

4  Then  should  insulting  foes  invade, 

We  shall  not  sink  in  fear, 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 
When  God,  our  God,  is  near. 

Anne  Steele. 


NATIONAL. 

3  1 4"      Thankfulness  For  Blessings,     9,8. 

WE  come  with  the  cup  of  salvation, 
To  call  on  the  name  of  the  Lord, 
And  gratefully  bring  our  oblation, 
With  cheerful  and  loving  accord. 

Ref. — We  thank  Thee,  dear  Father,  we  thank 
Thee, 
For  blessings  in  basket  and  store, 
For  peace  and  for  safety  we  thank  Thee; 
Thy  mercy  and  love  we  adore. 

2  We  come  with  rejoicing  and  gladness, 

And  break  from  the  bondage  of  care, 
Forgetting  the  grief  and  the  sadness, 
We  often  too  willingly  bear. 

3  We  join  with  the  voice  of  the  nation, 

That  bends  at  Thine  altars  to  pray; 
Our  eyes  have  beheld  Thy  salvation 
In  many  a  perilous  day. 

4  With  mountain,  and  valley,  and  river, 

And  fruitful  domain  we  will  raise 
Our  hearts  to  the  bountiful  Giver, 
In  ceaseless  ascriptions  of  praise. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


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Give  Peace  Again.  L.  M. 

GOD  of  love,  O  King  of  peace, 

Make  wars  throughout  the  world  to  cease; 
The  wrath  of  sinful  man  restrain ; 
Give  peace,  O  God;  give  peace  again. 

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SPECIAL  SERVICES 

2  Remember,  Lord,  Thy  works  of  old, 
The  wonders  that  our  fathers  told ; 
Remember  not  our  sin's  dark  stain  ; 
Give  peace,  0  God,  give  peace  again. 

3  Whom  shall  we  trust  but  Thee  O  Lord? 
Where  rest  but  on  Thy  faithful  Word  ? 
None  ever  called  on  Thee  in  vain ; 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again. 

4  Where  saints  and  angels  dwell  above 
All  hearts  are  knit  in  holy  love ; 

O  bind  us  in  that  heavenly  chain ; 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker. 

Z31v)     Continued  Mercy  Implored.     L.  M. 

GREAT  God,  beneath  Whose  piercing  eye 
The  earth's  extended  kingdoms  lie ; 
Whose  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all, 
Whose  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall; 

2  We  bow  before  Thy  heavenly  throne; 
Thy  power  we  see,  Thy  greatness  own ; 
Yet,  cherished  by  Thy  milder  voice, 
Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 

3  Thy  kindness  to  our  father's  shown 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own  ; 
To  Thee,  with  grateful  hearts  shall  raise 
The  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 


NATIONAL. 

4  Led  on  by  Thine  unerring  aid, 
Secure  the  paths  of  life  we  tread  ; 
And,  freely  as  the  vital  air, 

Thy  first  and  noblest  bounties  share. 

5  Great    God,    our    Guardian,    Guide,    and 

Friend ! 
O  still  Thy  sheltering  arm  extend ; 
Preserved  by  Thee  for  ages  past, 
For  ages  let  Thy  kindness  last. 

William  Roscoea 


Thankfulness.  L.  M. 


517 

GREAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  Thee 
Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  • 
With  humble  heart  and  bending  knee, 
We  offer  Thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  Almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  Thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod, — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray; 
Here  Thou  our  Fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

•4  We  praise  Thee,  that  the  Gospel's  light 
Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds; 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

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5   Great  God,  preserve  us  in  Thy  fear; 
In  dangers  still  our  Guardian  be ; 
O  spread  Thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here  ; 
Let  all  the  people  worship  Thee. 

A.  A.  Woodhull. 

J3I0     Praising  God  For  Mercies.     L.  M. 

TO  Thee,  O  God,  Whose  guiding  hand 
Our  fathers  led  across  the  sea, 
And  brought  them  to  this  favored  land, 
Where  they  might  freely  worship  Thee. 

2  To  Thee,  O  God,  Whose  arm  sustained 

Their  footsteps  in  their  chosen  land, 
Where  sickness  lurked,  and  death  assailed, 
And  foes  beset  on  every  hand, — 

3  To  Thee,  O  God,  we  lift  our  eyes, 

To  Thee  our  grateful  voices  raise, 

And  kneeling  at  Thy  gracious  throne, 

Devoutly  join  in  hymns  of  praise. 

4  Our  Fathers'  God,  incline  Thine  ear, 

And  listen  to  our  heartfelt  prayer ; 
Surround  us  with  Thy  heavenly  grace, 
And  guard  us  with  Thy  constant  care. 

5  Our  fathers'  God,  in  Thee  we'll  trust, 

Sheltered  by  Thee  from  every  harm  ; 
We'll  follow  where  Thy  hand  shall  guide, 
And  lean  on  Thy  sustaining  arm. 

Willi  a  7?  1  T.  Davis, 
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519 

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NATIONAL. 

Our  Exiled  Ancestors.         L.  M. 


GOD,  beneath  Thy  guiding  hand, 

Our  exiled  fathers  crossed  the  sea ; 
And  when  they  trod  the  wintry  strand, 
With  prayer  and  psalm  they  worshiped 
Thee 

Thou  heard'st,  well  pleased,  the  song,  the 
prayer; 

Thy  blessing  came ;  and  still  its  power 
Shall  onward  through  all  ages  bear 

The  memory  of  that  holy  hour. 

Laws,  freedom,  truth,  and  faith  in  God 
Came  with  those  exiles  o'er  the  waves  ; 

And  where  their  pilgrim  feet  have  trod, 
The  God  they  trusted  guards  their  graves. 

And  here  Thy  name,  O  God  of  love, 
Their  children's  children  shall  adore, 

Till  these  eternal  hills  remove, 

And  Spring  adorns  the  earth  no  more. 

Rev.  Leonard  Bacon. 


520 


Our  Country.  P.  M. 


UR  country,  unrivalled  in  beauty 

And  splendor  that  cannot  be  told, 
How  lovely  thy  hills  and  thy  woodlands, 
Arrayed  in  a  sunlight  of  gold. 
The  eagle,  proud  king  of  the  mountain, 
Is  soaring  majestic  and  free  ; 
Thy  rivers  and  lakes  in  their  grandeur, 
Roll  on  to  the  arms  of  the  sea. 
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SPECIAL  SERVICES 

2  Our  country !  the  birth-place  of  freedom, 
The  land  where  our  forefathers  trod, 
And  sang  in  the  aisles  of  the  forest 
Their  hymns  of  thanksgiving  to  God. 
Their  bark  they  had  moored  in  the  harbor, 
No  more  on  the  ocean  to  roam ; 

And  there  in  the  wilds  of  New  England, 
They  founded  a  country  and  home. 

3  Our  country  !  with  ardent  devotion 
In  God  may  Thy  children  abide; 

In  Him  be  the  strength  of  the  nation, 
His  laws  and  His  counsel  our  Guide. 
Our  banner  !  that  time-honored  banner 
That  floats  o'er  the  ocean's  bright  foam  — 
God  keep  it  unsullied  forever — 
Our  standard,  our  union,  our  home. 

Fanny  Crosby. 

3^1  Jehovah  is  Marching  Along.     P.  M. 

LET  the  nations  awake  to  the  signs  of  the 
times ; 
A  voice  that  is  mighty  and  strong. 
Like  the  thunder  of  waters,   proclaims  to 

world, 
Jehovah  is  marching  along. 

Cho. — Then  wake  let  us  stand  with  our  face 
to  the  right, 
And  tread  'neath  our  feet  every  wrong ; 
The  kingdoms  of  darkness  are  trembling 

with  fear, 
Jehovah  is  marching  along. 
386 


NATIONAL. 

2  Men  of  business,  awake  to  the  signs  of  the 

times; 
Be  true,  and  to  others  be  just; 
Give  your  wealth  to  the  Lord,  for  to  Him 

it  belongs, 
He  lent  it  to  you  as  a  trust. 

3  Let  the  women  awake  to   the  signs  of  the 

times ; 
God  calls  you;  the  cross  nobly  bear; 
You  can  light  up  the  heart  with  the  pages 

of  life, 
And  triumph  with  God  through  your  prayer. 

4  Let  the  young  men  awake  to   the  signs   of 

the  times ; 
God  calls  you  because  you  are  strong ; 
You  can  work  in  the  vineyard  with  ardor 

and  zeal 
For  Him  Who  is  marching  along. 

Philip  Philips. 

522  Our  Peaceful  War,  CM. 


F 


OR  God,  and  home,  and  every  land, 

We  wage  a  peaceful  war, 
The  cross,  the  banner  of  reforms, 

Forever  at  the  fore. 


2   With  Christ  invincible  we  march, 
Man's  direst  foes  to  slay ; 
His  Word  the  sword  of  victory ; 
Our  allies  all  who  pray. 


THE  CHURCH 

3  To  save  the  holy  land  of  home 

We  press  our  high  crusade; 
Our  leader,  Judah's  Lion-heart 
On  Whom  our  trust  is  stayed. 

4  In  step  with  Him  we  conquer  lust 

And  appetite  and  fraud  ; 
Defeat,  retreat,  bring  no  despair, — 
Our  courage  is  in  God. 

Rev.  Wilbur  F.  Crafts. 


523 

H 


The  Happy  Home.  C.  M. 


APPY  the  home  when  God  is  there, 

And  love  fills  every  breast; 
When  one  their  wish,  and  one  their  prayer, 
And  one  their  heavenly  rest. 


2  Happy  the  home  where  Jesus'  name 

Is  sweet  to  every  ear ; 
Where  children  early  lisp  His  fame, 
And  parents  hold  Him  dear. 

3  Happy  the  home  where  prayer  is  heard, 

And  praise  is  wont  to  rise ; 
Where  parents  love  the  sacred  Word, 
And  live  but  for  the  skies. 

4  Lord,  let  us  in  our  homes  agree 

This  blessed  peace  to  gain  ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love  to  Thee, 

And  love  to  all  will  reign.  Anon. 


524 


THE  CHRISTIAN  HOME. 

The  Christia?i  Home.         C.  M. 


STRANGERS  and  pilgrims  here  below, 
To  Thee  our  prayers  we  send ; 
O  God,  from  danger  and  from  woe 
This  dwelling-place  defend. 

2  Here  let  Thy  peace,  O  Saviour,  rest; 

Here  let  Thy  love  abide; 
Make  us  a  blessing,  make  us  blest, 
In  all  that  may  betide. 

3  Let  our  petitions  when  we  meet, 

And  every  secret  prayer, 
Come  up  before  Thy  mercy-seat, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

4  Teach  us,  in  life,  with  faith  and  love 

To  our  dear  Lord's  commands ; 
And  give  us,  in  Thy  time,  above, 
A  house  not  made  with  hands. 

Rev.  John  Mason  Neale. 


525 

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Praises  For  Mercies.  C.  M. 


NCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  my  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 

To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

Night  unto  night  His  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  He  sits 

To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

389 


THE  CHURCH 

'Tis  He  supports  my  mortal  frame ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  His  praise  ; 
My  sins  might  rouse  His  wrath  to  flame, 

But  yet  His  wrath  delays. 

O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  Thine 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline 

And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


A  Morning  Hymn.  C.  M. 


526 

LORD,  in  the  morning  I  will  send 
My  prayer  to  reach  Thine  ear; 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
My  Help  forever  near. 

2   O  lead  me,  keep  me  all  this  day, 
Near  Thee  in  perfect  peace  ; 
Help  me  to  watch, — to  watch  and  pray, — 
To  pray,  and  never  cease.  Anon. 


527 


Morning  Worship.  CM. 


LORD,  in  the  morning  Thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  Thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer; 
To  Thee  lift  up  mine  eye : 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 
To  plead  for  all  His  saints, 
Presenting  at  His  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints, 

390 


THE  CHRISTIAN  HOME. 

Thou  art  a  God  before  Whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  Thy  delight 

Nor  dwell  at  Thy  right  hand. 

O  may  Thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 

And  plain  before  my  face. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


528 


A  Morning  Prayer.  C.  M. 

LORD  of  my  life,  O  may  Thy  praise 
Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 
And  fills  the  circling  hours. 

2  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
And  undisturbed  repose. 

3  O  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 

My  heedless  steps  defend.         Anne  Steele. 


Shine  On  Our  Souls.         C,  M. 


529 

SHINE  on  our  souls,  eternal  God, 
With  rays  of  beauty  shine  ; 
O  let  Thy  favor  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  Thine, 

391- 


THE  CHURCH 

Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  Thee, 
Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain; 

Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  Thou  Thy  love  restrain. 

With  Thee  let  every  week  begin ; 

With  Thee  each  day  be  spent; 
For  Thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 

Since  each  by  Thee  is  lent. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


530 

S 


Sun  of  My  Soul.  L.  M. 


UN  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear, 

It  is  not  night,  if  Thou  be  near ; 
O  may  no  earthborn  cloud  arise 
To  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  to  eve, 
For  without  Thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  Thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  Divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin  ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

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THE  CHRISTIAN  HOME. 

5  Watch  by  the  sick  ;  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  Thy  boundless  store  ; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 

Like  infant's  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

6  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take ; 
Till,  in  the  ocean  of  Thy  love, 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

Rev.  John  Keble. 


An  Evening  Hymn,  L.  M. 


53! 

GLORY  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  Thine  Own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  Thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  Thy  judgment  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close ; 
Sleep,  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

393 


THE  CHURCH 

When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 
My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply- 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host: 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Bishop  Thomas  Ken. 


Awake,  My  Soul.  L.  M. 


532 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praise  to  the  eternal  King. 

3  All  praise  to  Thee,  Who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept. 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  Thee  renew; 
Disperse  my  sins  as  morning  dew; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  Thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

Bishop  Thomas  Ken. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  HOME 


33*3   Breathe  an  Evening  Blessi?ig.   8,  7, 

SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 
Ere  repose  our  spirit's  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 

Thou  canst  save  and  Thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  Thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe,  if  Thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  Thee ; 
Thou  art  He  Who,  never  weary, 
Watches  where  Thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

James  Edmeston> 

534-   Let  Us  Kneel  And  Pray>    s-  M- 


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OME  at  the  morning  hour, 
Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray  ; 

Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 

Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray; 
Sweet  is  that  shelter  from  the  sun 

During  the  heat  of  day. 
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THE  CHURCH 

At  evening,  in  thy  home, 

Around  its  altar,  pray ; 
And  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 

With  heaven  then  close  the  day. 

When  midnight  vails  our  eyes, 

O  it  is  sweet  to  say 
I  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh,  Lord, 

With  Thee  to  watch  and  pray. 

James  Montgomery 


535 


Remember.  S.  M. 


THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  Thy  wings, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

J.  Lelarid. 

536         The  HaPPy  Pilgrim.         8,  8,  6* 


H 


OW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot; 
How  free  from  anxious  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 

396 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  in  low  design 

From  every  creature-love ; 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

Though  I  no  foot  of  land  possess, 
Nor  cottage  in  this  wilderness, 

A  poor  wayfaring  man; 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below, 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro, 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

I  come,  Thy  servant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  Thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Soon  will  the  pilgrim's  journey  end ; 
Then,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  Thy  breast. 

Rev.  John  Wi 

397 


THE  CHURCH 


537  Come,  We  That  Love  the  Lord.    S.  M: 

COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  His  throne, 


2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  There  we  shall  see  His  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  His  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in : 

4  Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

5  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

6  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts.   Alt.  by  Rev.  John  Wesley. 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

538  Nearer  My  Home.  S.  M. 

ONE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er; 
I'm  nearer  to  my  home  today, 
Than  e're  I've  been  before. 

Ref  — Nearer  my  home, 
Nearer  my  home, 
Nearer  my  heavenly  home  to-day, 
Than  I  have  been  before. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  the  many  mansions  be ; 
Nearer  the  great  white  throne  to-day  ; 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life 

Where  burdens  are  laid  down; 
Nearer  to  leave  my  heavy  cross  ; 
Nearer  to  gain  my  crown. 

4  But,  lying  dark  between, 

And  winding  through  the  night, 
There  rolls  the  silent,  unknown  stream 
That  leads  at  last  to  light. 

5  Perhaps  e'en  now  my  feet 

Have  almost  gained  the  brink, 
And  I  am  nearer  home  to-day, 
Nearer  than  now  I  think. 

6  Father,  perfect  my  trust ; 

Strengthen,  my  arm  of  faith  ; 
Stay  near  me  when  my  way-worn  feet 
Press  through  the  stream  of  death. 

Miss  Pha:be  Cary. 
399 


THE  CHURCH 

539    The  Umeen  Mercies  of  God.   CM. 

WHEN  all  Thy  mercies,  O  my  G  od, 
My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

2  O  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart? 
But  Thou  canst  read  it  there. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learned 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

5  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

It  gently  cleared  my  way; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  feared  than  they. 

6  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 
And  after  death  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

7  Through  all  eternity  to  Thee 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise; 
But  O  eternity's  too  short 

To  Utter  all  Thy  praise.         Joseph  Addison. 

400 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

3^0  God  Moves  in  a  Mysterious  Way.  CM. 

pOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
VX     His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  His  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill 
He  treasures  up  His  bright  designs, 
And  works  His  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  Him  for  His  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  His  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  His  Own  Interpreter, 
And  He  will  make  it  plain. 

William  Cowper. 
401 


THE  CHURCH 

54-1      °  May  I  Cal1  Thee  Mine.      C.  M. 

» 

MY  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name, 
O  may  I  call  Thee  mine. 
May  I,  with  sweet  assurance,  claim 
A  portion  so  Divine. 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  Thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  Thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise  : 
O  bend  my  will  to  Thine. 

4  Whate'er  Thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  His  tender  care. 

5  My  God,  my  Father,  be  Thy  name 

My  solace  and  my  stay; 
O  wilt  Thou  seal  my  humble  claim, 
And  drive  my  fears  away. 

Anne  Steele. 

54-2         The  Heavenly  Guard.         C.  M. 


w 


HICH  of  the  monarchs  of  the  earth 
Can  boast  a  guard  like  ours, 
Encircled  from  our  second  birth 
With  all  the  heavenly  powers  ? 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

2  Myriads  of  bright,  cherubic  bands, 

Sent  by  the  King  of  kings, 
Rejoice  to  bear  us  in  their  hands, 
And  shade  us  with  their  wings. 

3  Angels,  where'er  we  go,  attend 

Our  steps,  whate'er  betide  ; 
With  watchful  care  their  charge  defend, 
And  evil  turn  aside. 

4  Our  lives  those  holy  angels  keep 

From  every  hostile  power  ; 
And,  unconcerned,  we  sweetly  sleep, 
As  Adam  in  his  bower. 

5  And  when  our  spirits  we  resign, 

On  outstretched  wings  they  bear 
And  lodge  us  in  the  arms  Divine, 
And  leave  us  ever  there. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


54-3      Through  a  Glass  Darkly.      C.  M. 

THY  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea ; 
Thy  path  I  cannot  trace  ; 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  Thine  unbounded  grace, 

2   Here  the  dark  vails  of  flesh  and  sense 
My  captive  soul  surround ; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  Providence 
My  wondering  thoughts  confound. 


THE  CHURCH 


3  As  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  Thy  love, 
How  little  do  I  know  of  Thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

4  'Tis  b-ut  in  part  I  know  Thy  will ; 

I  bless  Thee  for  the  sight; 
When  will  Thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light? 

5  With  raptures  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

Rev.  John  Fawcett. 

54-4-     Be  Joyful  in  Your  King.       C.  M. 


S 


ING,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
Your  great  Deliverer  sing  ; 

Ye  pilgrims,  now  for  Zion  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 


2  His  hand  Divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road  ; 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  gracious  God- 

3  Bright  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  - 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress 
Like  shadows,  all  are  fled. 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 
Pursue  His  footsteps  still; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye 
While  laboring  up  the  hill. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 

54-5    At  Eve  It  Shall  Be  Light.     CM. 

WE  journey  through  a  vale  of  tears, 
By  many  a  cloud  o'ercast; 
And  worldly  cares  and  worldly  fears 
Go  with  us  to  the  last. 

2  Not  to  the  last  !  Thy  Word  hath  said, 

Could  we  but  read  aright, 
Poor  pilgrim,  lift  in  hope  thy  head ; 
At  eve  it  shall  be  light. 

3  Tho'  earthborn  shadows  now  may  shroud 

Thy  thorny  path  awhile, 
God's  blessed  Word  can  part  each  cloud, 
And  bid  the  sunshine  smile. 

4  Only  believe,  in  living  faith, 

His  love  and  power  Divine ; 
And,  ere  thy  sun  shall  set  in  death, 
His  light  shall  round  thee  shine; 

5  When  tempest  clouds  are  dark  on  high, 

His  bow  of  love  and  peace 
Shines  sweetly  in  the  vaulted  sky, 
A  pledge  that  storms  shall  cease. 

6  Hold  on  thy  way,  with  hope  unchilled, 

By  faith  and  not  by  sight, 
And  thou  shalt  own  His  Word  fulfilled, 

At  eve  it  shall  be  light.        Bernard  Barton. 


546 


THE  CHURCH 

Peace,  Troubled  Soul.         L.  M. 


PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  needst  not  fear; 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near ; 
Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still : 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  His  will. 

2  The  Lord,  Who  built  the  earth  and  sky, 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry; 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim  : 
Ask  and  receive  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heart ; 
Let  Him  His  righteousness  impart  ; 
Then  all  things  else  He'll  freely  give ; 
With  Him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

4  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest, 
That  seeks  in  God  His  only  rest ; 
May  I  that  happy  person  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity.         Samuel  Eckinz 


547 


God' s  Eve  Is  On  Us.          L.  M. 


THY  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wise  design, 
Are  framed  upon  Thy  throne  above, 
And  every  dark  and  bending  line 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  Thy  love. 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obscure, 

Poor  mortals  Thine  arrangements  view? 
Not  knowing  that  the  least  are  sure, 
And  the  mysterious  just  and  true. 

406 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

3  Thy  flock,  Thine  Own  peculiar  care, 

Though  now  they  seem  to  roam  uneyed, 
Are  led  or  driven  only  where 
They  best  and  safest  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  way, 

But,  whilst  they  trust  the  guardian  eye, 
Their  feet  shall  ne'er  to  ruin  stray, 
Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favored  soul  shall  meekly  learn 

To  lay  her  reason  at  Thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  Thy  secrets  to  discern, 
I'll  trust  Thee  for  my  Guide  alone. 

Ambrose  Serle. 


54-8     My  God>  Forget  Me  Not       L.  M. 


M 


Y  Father,  I  have  loved  Thy  truth  ; 
Thou  wast  my  Guide  in  early  youth 
Thy  hand  in  safety  led  me  on 
In  wondrous  ways  I  had  not  known. 


2  I  knew  no  want,  and  felt  no  fear, 
With  Thee  my  kind  Provider  near; 
Strong  was  my  hand,  and  brave  my  heart 
To  do  my  work,  and  act  my  part. 

3  But  now  the  fire  of  youth  is  dead; 
The  snows  of  age  are  on  my  head  ; 
Mine  eyes  are  dim ;  and  faint  and  slow 
My  feeble,  faltering  footseps  go. 

4o7 


T 


THE  CHURCH 

4  The  friends  and  days  of  youth  are  gone, 
And  I,  alas  !  am  left  alone  ; 

Mine  is  an  aged  pilgrim's  lot ; 

0  God.  my  God,  forget  me  not ! 

5  I  bow  submissive  to  Thy  will ; 
Thou  art  my  God  and  Father  still  ; 
And  now,  when  I  am  old  and  gray, 

1  rest  on  Thee,  my  Stan:  and  Stay. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler, 

549      The  Lord  Is  My  Shepherd.     L.  M. 

HE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 

And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noonday  walks  He  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wandering  steps  He  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  Thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

James  Addison. 

4oS 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

3  3  0  Children  of  the  Heavenly  King.    7,7. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
yj     As  we  journey,  let  us  sing  ; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  His  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God 

In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Fear  not,  brethren;  joyful  stand 

On  the  borders  of  your  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 

4  Lord,  obediently  we  go, 

Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  Thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  Thee. 

Rev.  John  Cennick. 


551 
0 


Nearer  Home.  8,  7,  D. 


'ER  the  hills  the  sun  is  setting 

And  the  eve  is  drawing  on  ; 
Slowly  drops  the  gentle  twilight, 

For  another  day  is  gone; 
Gone  for  aye,  its  race  is  over, 

Soon  the  darker  shades  will  come; 
Still  'tis  sweet  to  know  at  even, 

We  are  one  day  nearer  home. 
409 


THE  CHURCH 

Cho. — Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 
Nearer  our  eternal  home, 
Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 
We  are  one  day  nearer  home. 

2  One  day  nearer,  sings  the  mariner, 

As  he  glides  the  waters  o'er, 
While  the  light  is  softly  dying 

On  his  distant,  native  shore  ; 
Thus  the  Christian  on  life's  ocean, 

As  his  light  boat  cuts  the  foam, 
In  the  evening  cries  with  rapture, 

I  am  one  day  nearer  home. 

3  Worn  and  weary,  oft  the  pilgrim 

Hails  the  setting  of  the  sun, 
For  his  goal  is  one  day  nearer, 

And  his  journey  nearly  done; 
Thus  we  feel  when  o'er  life's  desert 

Heart  and  sandal-sore  we  roam  ; 
As  the  twilight  gathers  o'er  us, 

We  are  one  day  nearer  home. 

4  Nearer  home,  yes,  one  day  nearer 

To  our  Father's  house  on  high  ; 
To  the  green  fields  and  the  fountains 

Of  the  land  beyond  the  sky : 
For  the  heavens  grow  brighter  o'er  us, 

And  the  lamps  hang  in  the  dome ; 
And  our  tents  are  pitched  still  closer, 
For  we're  one  day  nearer  home. 

W.  J.  Bostwick. 
410 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 
552  Abide    Witk  Me-  IO'    IO" 

ABIDE  with  me  ;  Fast  falls  the  eventide ; 
The  darkness  deepens ;   Lord,  with  me 
abide ; 
When  other  helpers  fail  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  O  abide  with  me. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day  ; 
Earth's  joys   grow   dim ;   its  glories    pass 

away ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see  ; 

0  Thou  Who  changest  not,  abide  with  me. 

3  I  need  Thy  presence  every  passing  hour : 
What  but  Thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who  like  Thyself  my  Guide  and  Stay  can 

be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  O  abide  with 

me. 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  Thee  at  hand  to  bless ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,    and  tears  no   bitter- 
ness ; 

Where  is  death's  sting?  where,  grave,    thy 
victory? 

1  triumph  still,  if  Thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  Thou  Thy  cross  before  my  closing 

eyes; 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point   me  to 
the  skies  ; 

4n 


THE  CHURCH 

Heaven's  morning  breaks  and  earth's  vain 

shadows  flee : 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,   abide  with  me. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte. 

3jJ       Prayer  For  Guidance.        8,  7,  4. 

pUIDE  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah, 
yJ     Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  Thou  art  mighty ; 
Hold  me  with  Thy  powerful  hand  ; 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through. 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  Thou  still  my  Strength  and  Shield. 

3  Feed  me  with  Thy  heavenly  manna, 

In  this  barren  wilderness  ; 
Be  my  Sword,  and  Shield,  and  Banner, 
Be  my  Robe  of  Righteousness  : 

Fight  and  conquer 
All  my  foes  by  sovereign  grace. 

4  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling-current  ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  Thee. 

Rev    William  Williams. 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

554-  My  Faith  Looks  Up  to  Thee.   6,  6,  . 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  Thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary ; 
Saviour  Divine. 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away; 
O  let  me,  from  this  day, 
Be  wholly  Thine. 

2  May  Thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart  ; 

My  zeal  inspire. 
As  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  Thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, — 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  Thou  my  Guide. 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day ; 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  Thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
O  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul. 

Rev.  Ray  Pa  Inn 
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555 


THE  CHURCH 

Saviour,  Pilot  Me.  7,7, 


JESUS,  Saviour,  pilot  me 
Over  life's  tempestuous  sea ; 
Unknown  waves  before  me  roll, 
Hiding  rock  and  treacherous  shoal  ; 
Chart  and  compass  come  from  thee : 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

2  As  a  mother  stills  her  child, 
Thou  canst  hush  the  ocean  wild ; 
Boisterous  waves  obey  Thy  will 
When  Thou  say'st  to  them,  Be  still ! 
Wondrous  Sovereign  of  the  sea, 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

3  When  at  last  I  near  the  shore, 
And  the  fearful  breakers  roar 
'Twixt  me  and  the  peaceful  rest, 
Then,  while  leaning  on  Thy  breast, 
May  I  hear  Thee  say  to  me, 

Fear  not,  I  will  pilot  thee  ! 

Rev.  Edward  Hopper. 

330    Rise,  Follow  Thy  Saviour.    10,  11. 

TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 

store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with   me  now  is 

o'er  ; 
A    country    I've    found    where    true    joys 

abound, 
To  dwell  I'm   determined  on  that  happy 
ground. 

414 


0 


PILGRIM  SONGS. 

2  The  souls  that  believe  in  Paradise  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive  ; 
My  soul,  don't  delay;  He  calls  thee  away; 
Rise,   follow  thy  Saviour,    and  bless  that 

glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  He  can  bestow, 
What   light,    strength,    and    comfort — go 

after  Him,  go ; 
Lo,  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above, 
None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey 

will  prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death,   hell, 

and  sin, 
'Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Christ 

within : 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus  hath  loved  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  joined,  , 
He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  be- 
hind : 

So  this  is  the  race  I'm   running  through 

grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's 

face  /,  Gambold. 

557         Take  Up  Your  Harps.        S.  M. 

YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
Down  from  the  willows  take : 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  Divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  Divine. 

4  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  His  control ; 
His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

Rev.  Augustus  M.  Top  lady. 

558  The  FliSht  °f  Time-  7>  7>  D- 


w 


HILE  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 


As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

416 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise ; 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  for  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view : 
Bless  Thy  Word  to  young  and  old ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  reign  with  Thee  above. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


559 

0 


Years  Glide  Away.  S.  M. 


UR  few  revolving  years, 
How  swift  they  glide  away  ! 

How  short  the  term  of  life  appears 
When  past — but  as  a  day  ! 


2  A  dark  and  cloudy  day, — 

Clouded  by  grief  and  sin ; 
A  host  of  enemies  without, 
Distressing  fears  within. 

3  Lord,  through  another  year, 

If  Thou  permit  our  stay, 

With  diligence  may  we  pursue 

The  true  and  living  way. 

Rev.  Benjamin  Beddome. 


560 

C 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Come,  Let  Us  Anew.         P.  M. 


OME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear. 
His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of 
love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ;  our  time,  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millenial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  His  coming  may 

say, 
I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  Thou  didst  give 

me  to  do. 
O  that  each  from  His  Lord  may  receive 
the  glad  word, 
Well  and  faithfully  done  ; 
Enter  into  My  joy,  and  sit  down  on  My 

throne  !  Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

J30l       Praise  God  For  Blessings.        7,  7. 

PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days. 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  Thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield  ■ 
For  the  fruits  in  full  supply, 
Ripened  'neath  the  summer  sky: 

Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  ; 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews ; 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  : 

All  that  Spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land, 
All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores  : 

These  to  Thee,  my  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ; 
And  for  these  my  soul  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 
Yet,  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear  ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  withered  shoot 
Drop  her  green  untimely  fruit ; 
Yet  to  Thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  ; 
And,  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  Thee  for  Thyself  alone  ! 


562 
W 


Mrs.  Anna  L.  Barbauld. 

GodGiveth  the  Increase.      7,  6,  D0 

E  plow  the  fields  and  scatter 
The  good  seed  on  the  land, 
But  it  is  fed  and  watered, 
By  God's  almighty  hand  ; 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

He  sends  the  snow  in  Winter, 
The  warmth  to  swell  the  grain, 

The  breezes  and  the  sunshine, 
And  soft,  refreshing  rain. 

2  He  only  is  the  Maker 

Of  all  things  near  and  far  ; 
He  paints  the  wayside  flower 

He  lights  the  evening  star  ; 
The  winds  and  waves  obey  Him ; 

By  Him  the  birds  are  fed  ; 
Much  more  to  us,  His  children, 

He  gives  our  daily  bread. 

3  We  Thank  Thee,  then,  O  Father, 

For  all  things  bright  and  good, 
The  seed-time  and  the  harvest, 

Our  life,  our  health,  our  food  ; 
Accept  the  gifts  we  offer, 

For  all  Thy  love  imparts, 
And,  what  Thou  most  desirest, 

Our  humble,  thankful  hearts. 

Matthias  Claudius. 

563  The  Rolling  Seasons.  C.  M. 

FOUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
How  rich  Thy  bounties  are  ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  Thy  constant  care. 

2   When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 
The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

The  spring's  sweet  influence  was  Thine ; 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew ; 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 

And  the  refreshing  dew. 

These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  Thy  love, 

And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

We  own  and  bless  Thy  gracious  sway ; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  : 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 

Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 

Mrs.  Alice  Flowerdew. 


564 
W 


Spri?ig  Time.  C.  M, 


HEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  deck  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day! 


2   Hark,  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing  ! 
'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 
Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3^  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart  ; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 

421 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 


Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song; 
And  love  and  gratitude  Divine 

Attune  my  joyful  SOng.  Anne  Steele. 


565 
T 


Traveling  to  the  Grave.       C.  M 

HEE  we  adore,  eternal  name, 

And  humbly  own  to  Thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 

What  dying  worms  are  we. 


2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  days  and  months  increase  ; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

4  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath ; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death. 

5  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ■ 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watt: 


BREVITY  AND  UNCERTAINTY  OF  LIFE. 

566  The  Time  to  Serm  the L°rd-  l-  M- 

LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  to  ensure  the  great  reward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
To  escape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven, 
The  day  of  grace ;  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  pursue, 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

4  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  passed 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste, 
But  darkness,  death  and  long  despair 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

30/  The  Vanity  of  Earthly  Things.  L.  M. 


H 


OW  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies ! 

How  transient  every  earthly  bliss  ! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this  ! 


2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 
The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true, — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 


BREVITY  AND  UNCERTAINTY  OF  LIFE. 

3  But  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 

And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 
There  is  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hopes  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears : 
If  God  be  ours,  we're  traveling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

David  E.  Ford. 

568        Teach  Us  Our  Frailty.        L.  M. 

THROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  Rest,  our  safe  Abode ; 
High    was    Thy   throne,    ere    heaven  was 

made, 
Or  earth  Thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  Thou  reigned  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  to  a  man ; 

And  long  Thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  life's  but  a  dream ; 
An  empty  tale ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  an  hour. 

4  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  Thee. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


BREVITY  AND  UNCERTAINTY  OF  LIFE. 

569        The  Swiftness  of  Time.        S.  M. 

HOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea; 
The  tide  that  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity. 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  called  their  own? 
Their   joys,    and  griefs,    and  hopes,  and 
cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor  gone. 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend, 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  Thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them  in  the  land  of  light 
We  dwell  before  Thy  face. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


570 


Our  Days  Are  Few.  S.  M. 


FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
-     A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 

A  few  more  struggles  here, 
A  few  more  partings  o'er, 

A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears. 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

425 


BREVITY  AND  UNCERTAINTY  OF  LIFE. 

3  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore, 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

4  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  ways, 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 
The  eternal  Sabbath-day, 

5  'Tis  but  a  little  while, 

And  He  shall  come  again 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 
That  we  with  Him  may  reign. 

Rev.  Hor alius  Bonar. 

3/1    Time  is  Winging  us  Away.   7,  6,  7. 

TIME  is  winging  us  away 
To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 
A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 
Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2   Time  is  winging  us  away, 
To  our  eternal  home; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 
A  journey  to  the  tomb; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above, 
Where  no  worldly  griefs  annoy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love.  John  Burton. 

426 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

3/  ^  Asleep  in  Jesus.  L.  M. 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  O  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 
That  death  has  lost  his  cruel  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  O  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

Mrs.  Margaret  Mackay. 


573 
H 


So  Let  Me  Die.  L.  M. 


OW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies, 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest : 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  j 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, — 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys  ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ! 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 

Mrs.  Anna  L.  Bai-bauld. 

574-  Wh  Should  we  Start  and  Fear.L.M. 

WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die? 
What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are! 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O  would  my  Lord  His  servant  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  its  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  it  passed. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  His  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

575   The  Christian' s  Peaceful  End.  L.M. 


H 


OW  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day 
When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  when  the  sun,  with  cloudless  ray, 
Sheds  mellow  lustre  o'er  the  scene. 


2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour  ; 

So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest 
When    faith,    endued    from    heaven    with 
power, 
Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 

3  Mark  but  that  radiance  of  his  eye, 

That  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek; 
They  tell  us  of  his  glory  nigh, 

In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 

4  A  beam  from  heaven  is  sent  to  cheer 

The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road  ■ 
And  angels  are  attending  near, 

To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 

5  Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 

Whom  God's  Own  Spirit  deigns  to  bless? 
To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 

Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness  ? 

Rev.   William  Balhurst. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

576        The  Rest  of  the  Weary.       L.  M. 

THE  grave  is  now  a  favored  spot, 
To  saints  who  sleep  in  Jesus  blest ; 
For  there  the  wicked  trouble  not, 
And  there  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

2  At  rest  in  Jesus'  faithful  arms ; 

At  rest  as  in  a  peaceful  bed  ; 
Secure  from  all  the  dreadful  storms, 

Which  round  this  sinful  world  are  spread. 

3  Thrice  happy  the.y  who've  gone  before 

To  that  inheritance  Divine; 
They  labor,  sorrow,  sigh  no  more, 
But  bright  in  endless  glory  shine. 

4  Then  let  our  mournful  tears  be  dry, 

Or  in  a  gentle  measure  flow; 
We  hail  them  happy  in  the  sky, 
And  joyful  wait  our  call  to  go. 

Rev.  Samuel  Medley. 

3//     The  Mourners  of  the  Tomb.    L.  M. 

UNVAIL  Thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ; 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  No  pain,  no  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

So  Jesus  slept  j  God's  Own  dear  Son 
Passed  through  the  grave,    and  blessed 
the  bed  ■ 

Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  His  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

Break  from  His  throne,  illustrious  morn; 

Attend,  O  earth,  His  sovereign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust :  a  glorious  form 

Shall  then  ascend  to  meet  the  Lord. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


578 
I 


It  is  Not  Death  to  Die.        S.  M. 


T  is  not  death  to  die  ; 

To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  'mid  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 


2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  inglorious  repose 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 

Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise,  on  strong  exulting  wing, 
To  live  among  the  just. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

5  Jesus,  Thou  Prince  of  Life, 
Thy  chosen  cannot  die  ; 
Like  Thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife. 
To  reign  with  Thee  on  high. 

Rev.  George  W.  Beth  nut 

579  Servant  of  God,   Well  Done.   S,  M. 

SERVANT  of  God,  well  done  ; 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came  ; 

He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  ; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

3  His  spirit  with  a  bound 

Left  its  encumbering  clay ; 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground 
A  darkened  ruin  lay, 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease, 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ  ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run. 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

James  Montgomery. 
432 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

580      Waiting  For  the  Chariot.      S.  M. 

IN  expectation  sweet, 
We  wait,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Till  Christ's  triumphant  car  we  meet, 
And  see  an  endless  day. 

2  He  comes  !  the  Conqueror  comes  ! 

Death  falls  beneath  His  sword  ; 
The  joyful  prisoners  burst  their  tombs, 
And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds,  Awake  ! 

Ye  dead,  to  judgment  come! 
The  pillars  of  creation  shake, 
While  man  receives  his  doom. 

4  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 

Who  love  the  ways  of  peace ; 
No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close, 
Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss. 

Rev.  Joseph  Swain. 


581 

A 


The  Hope  of  the  Soul.  C.  M. 


ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  or  die  ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  world's  on  high. 

2   Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long-sought  rest, — 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  cross  sustain, 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain : 

I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliverer  come, 
And  wipe  away  His  servant's  tears, 

And  take  His  exile  home. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley 


582       Why  Mourn  and  Fear  f      CM. 


W 


HY  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 


2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

.  But  with  their  dying  head? 
The  graves  of  all  His  saints  He  blest, 
And  softened  every  bed. 

4  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay; 
There  hopes  unfading  bloom. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

5  Thence  He  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  showed  our  feet  the  way ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising-day. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

583  Rest  Fair  Spirit.  CM. 

CALM  on  the  bosom  of  Thy  God, 
Fair  spirit  rest  thee  now  ; 
E'en  while  with  us  thy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2  Dust,  to  its  narrow  house  beneath  ! 

Soul,  to  its  place  on  high  ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death, 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

3  Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  bowers, 

Whence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone ; 
But  O  a  brighter  home  than  ours, 
In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 

Mrs.  Felicia  D.  Hemans. 

584    Lifl  up  Y°ur  Heads-     c- M- 

EARTH,  with  its  dark  and  dreadful  ills, 
Recedes  and  fades  away  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  hills ; 
Ye  gates  of  death,  give  way. 

2   My  soul  is  full  of  whispered  song; 
My  blindness  is  my  sight ; 
The  shadows  that  I  feared  so  long 
Are  full  of  life  and  light. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

3  The  while  my  pulses  fainter  beat, 

My  faith  doth  so  abound 
I  feel  firm  ground  beneath  my  feet, — 
The  green,  immortal  ground. 

4  That  faith  to  me  a  courage  gives 

Low  as  the  grave  to  go  ; 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
That  I  shall  live  I  know. 

5  The  palace  walls  I  almost  see 

Where  dwells  my  Lord,  my  King. 
O  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 
O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

Miss  Alice  Cary 

585  Comfort  at  Death  of  a  Child.   C.  M. 

ANOTHER  hand  is  beckoning  us ; 
Another  call  is  given  \ 
And  glows  once  more  with  angel  steps 
The  path  that  leads  to  heaven. 

2  Unto  our  Father's  will  alone 

One  thought  hath  reconciled  ; 
That  He  Whose  love  exceedeth  ours 
Hath  taken  home  His  child. 

3  Fold  her,  O  Father,  in  Thine  arms  ; 

And  let  her  henceforth  be 
A  messenger  of  love  between 
Our  human  hearts  and  Thee. 
436 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

Still  let  her  mild  rebukings  stand 

Between  us  and  the  wrong, 
And  her  dear  memory  serve  to  make 

Our  faith  in  goodness  strong. 

John  Greenleaf  Whittier. 


586 
W 


Death  of  an  Infant.  CM. 

E  lay  thee  in  the  silent  tomb, 
Sweet  blossom  of  a  day ; 
We  just  began  to  view  thy  bloom ; 
Now  thou  art  called  away. 

2  Friendship  and  love  have  done   their  last, 

And  now  can  do  no  more ; 

The  bitterness  of  death  is  past, 

And  all  thy  sufferings  o'er. 

3  Thou  minglest  now  in  that  bright  throng 

Around  the  eternal  throne  ; 
And  join'st  the  everlasting  song 

With  those  before  thee  gone.     Unknown. 

587  Death  Where  is  Thy  Sting f  CM.  D. 

WHEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
This  rending  earth  shall  shake  ; 
When    opening   graves    shall    yield     their 

charge, 
And  dust  to  life  awake ; 
Those  bodies  that  corrupted  fell, 
Shall  incorrupt  arise ; 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life; 
Immortal  to  the  skies. 

437 


DEATH  AND  RESURRFXTION. 

4  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung, 
Is  now  at  last  fulfilled  ; 
That  death  should  yield  its  ancient  reign, 
And,  vanquished,  quit  the  field  ; 
Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 
And  now  in  triumph  sing, 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
And  where,  O  death,  thy  sting? 

3  Thy  sting  was  sin,  and  conscious  guilt ; 
'Twas  this  that  armed  thy  dart : 
The  law  gave  sin  its  strength,  and  force, 
To  pierce  the  sinner's  heart. 
But  God,  Whose  name  be  ever  blest 
Disarms  that  foe  we  dread ; 
And  makes  us  conquerors,  ween  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  Head. 

Rev.   William  Cameron. 

300  I  Would  Not  Live  Alway.    it,  n. 


I 


WOULD  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way : 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us 

here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  Full  enough  for 

its  cheer. 

2   I  would  not  live  alway;  no,  welcome  the 
tomb  ! 
Since  Jesus  has  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 
gloom ; 

438 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail   Him  in  triumph  descending  the 
skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his 

God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright  o'er 

the  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

4  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to 

greet ; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of 

the  soul. 

Rev.  William  A.  Muehlenberg. 

589    Support  in  the  Last  hour.     S.  M. 


w 


HEN  on  the  brink  of  death 
My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
Waiting  to  pass  that  awful  flood, 
Great  God,  at  Thy  command, — 

When  every  scene  of  life 

Stands  ready  to  depart, 
And  the  last  sigh  that  shakes  the  frame 

Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart, — 

Thou  Source  of  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 

The  entrance  to  the  grave, 

439 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

4,  Lay  thy  supporting  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head  ; 
And  with  a  ray  of  love  Divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

5   Leaning  on  Jesus'  breast, 
May  I  resign  my  breath  ; 
And  in  His  kind  embraces  lose 
The  bitterness  of  death. 

Rev.  William  B.  Collyer. 

590  Only  Waiting.  8,  7,  Di 

ONLY  waiting,  till  the  shadows 
Are  a  little  longer  grown  ; 
Only  waiting,  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown; 
Till  the  light  of  earth  is  faded 

From  the  hearts  once  full  of  day ; 
Till  the  stars  of  heaven  are  breaking 
Through  the  twilight  soft  and  gray. 

2  Only  waiting,  till  the  reapers 

Have  the  last  sheaf  gathered  home ; 
For  the  summer-time  is  faded, 

And  the  Autumn  winds  have  come. 
Quickly,  reapers,  gather  quickly 

These  last  ripe  hours  of  my  heart, 
For  the  bloom  of  life  is  withered, 

And  I  hasten  to  depart. 

3  Only  waiting,  till  the  shadows 

Are  a  little  longer  grown ; 
Only  waiting,  till  the  glimmer 
Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown. 


H 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

Then,  from  out  the  gathered  darkness 
Holy,  deathless  stars  shall  rise, 

By  whose  light  my  soul  shall  gladly 
Tread  its  pathway  to  the  skies. 

Frances  L.  Mace, 

591  The  Days  of  Mourning  Over.  8,  7,  D. 

APPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go  ! 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above; 

Shows  the  purchase  of  His  merit, 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2   Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 

To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast ; 
To  His  uttermost  salvation, 

To  His  everlasting  rest. 
For  the  joy  He  sets  before  thee 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory  : 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley 

592  Forever  With  the  Lord.     S.  M.  D 

FOREVER  with  the  Lord  ! 
So,  Jesus,  let  it  be  ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 

'Tis  immortality. 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 
^41 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

Absent  from  Thee  I  roam  : 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  now  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye 

Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 
Forever  with  the  Lord  ! 

Father,  if  'tis  Thy  will, 
The  promise  of  Thy  gracious  Word 

E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 

So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

Forever  with  the  Lord  ! 

Jaines  Montgomery. 


593 


Thy  Will  Be  Done.  8,  7. 


JESUS  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 
O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken  j 
Though  afflicted,  not  alone  ; 
Thou  dost  give,  and  Thou  hast  taken ; 
Blessed  Lord,  "Thy  will  be  done." 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

Though  to-day  we're  filled  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne ; 
With  Thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 

We  can  sing,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

By  Thy  hands  the  boon  was  given ; 

Thou  hast  taken  but  Thine  Own; 
Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 

Evermore,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

Dr.  Thomas  Hastings. 


594 

S 


Shed  Not  a  Tear.  P.  M. 


HED  not  a  tear  o'er  your  friend's  early 
bier, 

When  I  am  gone,  when  I  am  gone  ; 
Smile  when  the  slow  tolling  bell  you  shall 
hear 
When  I  am  gone, — I  am  gone, 
Weep  not  for  me  when  you  stand  round 
my  grave ; 
Think  Who  has  died  His  beloved  to  save; 
Think  of  the  crown  all  the  ransomed  shall 
have  ; 
When  I  am  gone, — I  am  gone. 

Plant  ye  a  tree  that  may  wave  over  me 
When  I  am  gone,  when  I  am  gone ; 

Sing  ye  a  song  when  my  grave  ye  shall  see 
When  I  am  gone, — I  am  gone. 

Come    at  the  close  of  a  bright  summer's 
day; 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

Come  when  the  sun  sheds  his  last  ling- 
ering ray ; 
Come  and  rejoice  that  I  thus  passed  away; — 
When  I  am  gone, — I  am  gone. 

Plant  ye  a  rose  that  may  bloom  o'er  my 
bed 
When  I  am  gone,  when  I  am  gone  ; 
Breathe  not  a  sigh  for  the  blest  early  dead 

When  I  am  gone,— I  am  gone. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  that  I'm  freed  from  all 
care  ; 
Serve  ye  the  Lord,  that  my  bliss  ye  may 
share ; 
Look  ye  on  high  and  believe  I  am  there; 
When  I  am  gone, — I  am  gone.         Anon. 


595 

F 


Friends  Depart.  6,  6,  8. 


RIEND  after  friend  departs, — 
Who  has  not  lost  a  friend  ? 

There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 
That  finds  not  here  an  end ; 

Were  this  frail  world  our  only  rest, 

Living  or  dying  none  were  blest. 

Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 
Beyond  this  vale  of  death, 

There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 
Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 

Nor  life's  affection  transient  fire, 

Whose  sparks  fly  upward  to  expire. 


DEATH  AND  RESURRECTION. 

There  is  a  world  above 

Where  parting  is  unknown  ; 
A  whole  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  happy  sphere. 

Thus  star  by  star  declines 

Till  all  are  passed  away, 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in-empty  night  : 
They  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

James  Montgomery, 


596 

G 


Go  to  Thy  Rest,  Dear  Child  !  6,  6,  D. 

O  to  thy  rest,  dear  child  ! 

Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
Gentle,  and  meek,  and  mild, 

With  blessings  on  thy  head. 
Fresh  roses  in  thy  hand, 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid, 
Haste  from  this  blighting  land, 

Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade. 
Before  thy  heart  could  learn 

In  waywardness  to  stray  ; 
Before  thy  feet  could  turn 

The  dark  and  downward  way  • 
Ere  sin  could  wound  thy  breast, 

Or  sorrow  wake  the  tear  ; 
Rise  to  thy  home  of  rest, 

In  yon  celestial  sphere. 

Mrs.  Lydia  H.  Si^oumev. 


JUDGMENT  AND  RETRIBUTION. 

597        The  Time  Draws  Nigh.       S.  M, 

SOON  will  the  Judge  descend, 
Soon  shall  the  dead  arise, 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all  discerning  eyes. 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day 
When  earth  and  heaven  before  His  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away? 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark  !  from  the  Gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  His  grace, 

His  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  His  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge. 


598 


Before  the  Judge.  S.  M. 


THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 
We  all  shall  soon  appear ; 

2   Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray. 

446 


JUDGMENT  AND  RETRIBUTION. 

O,  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  Thy  Word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 

And  looking  for  our  Lord. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


The  Lord  Will  Come.  '        L.  M. 


599 

THE  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake ; 
And,  withering  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  He  came, 

A  silent  Lamb  before  His  foes, 
A  weary  man,  and  full  of  woes. 

3  The  Lord  will  come,  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub-wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

4  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 
Rocks,  hide  us  !  mountains,  on  us  fall ! 
The  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  The  Lord  is  come. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber. 

600   How  Shall  I  Meet  the  Judge.    L.  M. 

WHEN  a  few  swiftly  fleeting  years 
Of  mortal  life  are  passed  away, 
I  at  the  judgment  must  appear, 
And  face  the  terrors  of  that  day. 


JUDGMENT  AND  RETRIBUTION. 

How  shall  I  stand  before  that  throne? 

How  meet  the  Judge  Who  died  for  me? 
If  here  I  shrink  His  name  to  own, 

Then  He  will  be  ashamed  of  me. 

Saviour  Divine,  Thy  grace  impart; 

In  me  Thy  mercy  rich  display ; 
So  shall  my  pardoned,  strengthened  heart 

Have  boldness  in  the  judgment  day. 

H.  L.  Hastings. 


(3  01     Standing  Before  the  Judge.       C. 

SOON  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought 
And  answer,  in  that  day, 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say. 

2   Then  every  secret  of  my  heart 
Shall  surely  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 


M 


0 


How  careful  then  I  ought  to  live } 

With  what  religious  fear ; 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 

For  my  behavior  here  ! 

Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
The  watchful  power  bestow  ; 

So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

448 


HEAVEN. 


If  now  Thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  Thee  near ; 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  Thy  bar  appear. 

Charles  Wesley.      Alt. 


602 
I 


Song  of  That  Beautiful  Land .    L.  M. 

WILL  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful 
land, 

The  far  away  home  of  the  soul, 
Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glitter- 
ing strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll ; 
Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glitter- 
ing strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

2  O  that  home  of  the  soul,  in  my  visions  and 

dreams, 
Its  brighr  jasper  walls  I  can  see, 
Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  the  vail  intervenes 
|| :  Between  the  fair  city  and  me.  :|| 
Till  I  fancy,  etc. 

3  That  unchangeable  home  is  for  you   and 

for  me, 
Where  Jesus  of  Nazareth  stands  ; 
The  King  of  all  kingdoms  forever  is  He, 
|| :  And   he   holdeth   our  crowns  in   His 
hands.  :|| 

The  King  of,  etc. 

449 


HEAVEN. 

4  O  how  sweet  it  will  be  in  that  beautiful 
land, 
So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  pain, 
With  songs  on  our  lips  and  with  harps  in 
our  hands, 
. :  To  meet  one  another  again.  :|| 
With  songs  on,  etc. 

Mrs.  Ellen  II.  Gates. 

Oljjj      There  is  a  Happy  Land.     6,  4,  7. 

THERE  is  a  happy  land 
Far,  far  away, 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand 

Bright,  bright  as  day. 
O  how  they  sweetly  sing, 

Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King; 
Loud  let  His  praises  ring 
For  evermore. 

2  Come  to  this  happy  land ; 

Come,  come  away. 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand  ? 

Why  still  delay? 
O  we  shall  happy  be, 

When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  Thee, 

Blest  evermore. 

3  Bright  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 
Love  cannot  die. 


HEAVEN. 


0  then,  to  glory  run; 

Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won ; 
And,  bright  above  the  sun, 

Reign  evermore.  Anon. 


604 

A 


Heaven  is  Near.  C.  M. 


S  distant  lands  beyond  the  sea, 

When  friends  go  hence,  draw  nigh, 

So  heaven,  when  friends  have  thither  gone 
Draws  nearer  from  the  sky. 

2  And  as  those  lands  the  dearer  grow 

When  friends  are  long  away, 
So  heaven  itself,  through  loved  ones  there, 
Grows  dearer  day  by  day. 

3  Heaven  is  not  far  from  those  who  see 

With  the  pure  spirit's  sight, 
But  near,  and  in  the  very  heart 
Of  those  who  see  aright. 

Carlos  D.   Stuart. 

605    Shall  we  Sing  in  Heaven?    P.M. 

SHALL  we  sing  in  heaven  forever- — 
Shall  we  sing?  shall  we  sing? 
Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever, 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes,  O,  yes,  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
They  that  meet  shall  sing  forever, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 
Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever, 
In  that  happy  land. 


HEAVEN. 

Shall  we  know  each  other  ever 
In  that  land,  in  that  land? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  ever 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes,  O  yes,  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
They  that  meet  shall  know  each  other, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river  ; 
Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever 

In  that  happy  land. 

Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 
In  that  land,  in  that  land? 
Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes,  O  yes,  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
Saints  and  angels  sing  forever, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river; 
Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever 

In  that  happy  land. 

Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow 

In  that  land,  in  that  land? 

Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes,  O  yes,  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
They  that  meet  shall  rest  forever, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river ; 
Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever 

In  that  happy  land. 

Shall  we  know  our  blessed  Saviour 
In  that  land,  in  that  land? 
Shall  we  know  our  blessed  Saviour 
In  that  happy  land  ? 


HEAVEN. 

Yes,  O  yes,  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
We  shall  know  our  blessed  Saviour, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 
Love  and  serve  Him  there  for  ever 

In  that  happy  land.  Kate  Cameron. 

Q(jQ  The  Christian' s Home i?i  glory.   8, 7. 

IN  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest  ; 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me 
To  fulfill  my  soul's  request. 

Ref. — There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  you ; 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand  ; 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

3  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share, 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished, 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn, 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  ye  ransomed, 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 

453 


HEAVEN. 

5   Sing,  O  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory  ; 
Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go  ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 

Rev.  Samuel  Y.  Harmer. 

qO  /       Jerusalem  the  Golden.        7,  6,  D. 

JERUSALEM  the  golden, 
J      With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed. 
I  know  not,  O  I  know  not 

What  social  joys  are  there  ; 
What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  bliss  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene  ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 
.  Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  shout  of  them  that  feast ; 
And  they  who,  with  their  Leader, 
Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 
454 


HEAVEN. 

4  O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest ; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

Bernard  of  Chiny. 

qOo     The  Song  of  Welcome,     n,  10,  9. 


H 


ARK,  hark,   my  soul  !   angelic  songs  are 
swelling 

O'er    earth's    green    fields    and    ocean's 
wave-beat  shore ; 
How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains 
are  telling 
Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no 
more. 

Ref. — Angels  of  Jesus,  Angels  of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night, 
Singing    to    welcome    the  pilgrims,    the   pil- 
grims of  the  night. 

2   Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them  sing- 
ing, 
Come,  weary  souls,   for  Jesus  bids  you 
come ; 
And  through  the  dark,   its  echoes  sweetly 
ringing, 
The  music  of  the  gospel  leads  us  home. 


HEAVEN. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and 
sea ; 
And    laden  ?ouls,    by    thousands   meekly 
stealing, 
Kind  Shepherd,   turn  their  weary  steps 
to  Thee. 

4  Angels,    sing    on,     your    faithful    watches 

keeping, 
Sing  us    sweet    fragments  of  the  songs 
above ; 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of 
weeping, 
And  life's  long  shadows  breaks  in  cloud- 
less love.  Rev.  Frederick  IV.  Faber. 

609         My  Heavenly  Home.          L.  M. 


M 


Y  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair; 
No  pain,  no  death  can  enter  there  ; 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine  ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 


Ref. — I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more ; 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 

2   My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

456 


HEAVEN. 

3  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home, 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam. 
Although,  like  Lazarus,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 

4  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  overflow, 

Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 

A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

5  Then  fail  the  earth  ;  let  stars  decline  ; 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine  ; 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be  ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

Rev.  William  Hante?\ 


610 
T 


The  Bright  La?id.  L.  M. 


HERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 

So  bright,  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glories  fraught. 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 

To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

457 


HEAVEN. 

There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 
Across  that  calm,  serene  above  ; 

The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 

Gurdon  Robins. 


611 
T 


Heaven.  CM. 


HERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 
To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 

There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed  ; 

A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 
'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
When  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 


3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given, 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  Divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

Rev.  William  B.   Tappan. 
458 


612 
T 


HEAVEN. 

A  House  Not  Made  With  Hands. 


HERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my. spirit  waiting  stands, 

Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall : 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  ; 

Faith  lives  upon  His  Word ; 

But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 

We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  Thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see  ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present  Lord,  with  Thee. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


613 


The  Safe  Fold.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  fold  whence  none  can  stray, 
And  pastures  ever  green, 
Where  sultry  sun,  or  stormy  day, 
Or  night  is  never  seen. 

2  Far  up  the  everlasting  hills, 
In  God's  own  light,  it  lies ; 
His  smile  its  vast  dimension  fills 
With  joy  that  never  dies. 

459 


HEAVEN. 

3  One  narrow  vale,  one  darksome  wave, 

Divides  that  land  from  this. 
I  have  a  Shepherd  pledged  to  save 
And  bear  me  home  to  bliss. 

4  Soon  at  His  feet  my  soul  will  lie 

In  life's  last  struggling  breath  ; 
But  I  shall  only  seern  to  die, 
I  shall  not  taste  of  death. 

5  Far  from  this  guilty  world  to  be 

Exempt  from  toil  and  strife, 
To  spend  eternity  with  Thee, 
My  Saviour,  this  is  life. 

Bishop  John  East. 

614     ®n  Jordany  s  Stormy  Banks.     CM. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight  ! 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail 

On  trees  immortal  grow; 
There  rock  and  hill  and  brook  and  vale 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
460 


HEAVEN. 

There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  or  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  His  bosom  rest? 

7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

8  There  on  those  high  and  flowery  plains, 

Our  spirit's  ne'er  shall  tire  ; 
But  in  perpetual  joyful  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

Rev.  Samuel  Stennett. 


615 


The  Saints'  Abode.  CM. 


GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2   Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  wet  their  couch  with  tears ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins  and  doubts  and  fears. 

461 


HEAVEN. 

3  I  ask  them,  whence  their  victory  came  ; 

They  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  His  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps   that  He   trod; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast; 
And  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  His  Own  pattern  given, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 

(5 1  (5     A  Land  of  Pure  Delight.      CM.  D. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
There  everlasting  Spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

2   Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 
But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea ; 
And  linger  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 
462 


HEAVEN. 

O  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

The  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 

With  unbeclouded  eyes  ; 
Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts 


617 


My  Happy  Home.  CM. 


JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
In  joy  and  peace  and  thee? 

2  When    shall  these  eyes   Thy  heaven-built 

walls 
And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold? 

3  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  Thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbath  has  no  end? 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom 

No  sin  or  sorrow  know ; 
Blest  seats  !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

463 


HEAVEN. 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Soon  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

And  I  Thy  joy  shall  see.  Anon. 


618 
F 


The  Cloudless  Land.  C.  M. 


AR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 

Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 

Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair  distant  land,  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more. 

3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  O  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above.       Anne  Steele 


619 
0 


O  Land  of  Rest.  C.  M. 


LAND  of  rest,  for  -thee  I  sigh, 
When  will  the  moment  come, 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 
And  dwell  in  peace  at  home. 

464 


HEAVEN. 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 

No  peaceful  sheltering  dome ; 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe  ; 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  When,  by  affliction  sharply  tried, 

I  view  the  gaping  tomb, 
Although  I  dread  death's  chilling  tide, 
Yet  still  I  sigh  for  home. 

4  Weary  of  wandering  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  quit  the  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home.        Anon. 


620 
I 


A  Borne  Above.  S.  M. 


HAVE  a  home  above 
From  sin  and  sorrow  free ; 

A  mansion,  which  eternal  love 
Designed  and  formed  for  me. 


Cho. — There'll  be  no  sorrow  there  ; 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there ; 
In  heaven  above,  where  all  is  love, 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there. 

2   My  Father's  gracious  hand 
Has  built  this  sweet  abode ; 
From  everlasting  it  was  planned, — 
My  dwelling-place  with  God. 

465 


HEAVEN. 

3  My  Saviour's  precious  blood 

Has  made  my  title  sure ; 
He  passed    through    death's    dark    raging 
flood, 
To  make  my  rest  secure. 

4  The  Comforter  has  come, 

The  earnest  has  been  given; 
He  leads  me  onward  to  the  home, 
Reserved  for  me  in  heaven. 

Henry  Bennett, 

621  Sing  to  Me  of  Heaven.  S.  M. 

COME  sing  to  me  of  heaven 
When  I'm  about  to  die  ; 
Sing  songs  of  holy  ecstasy, 
To  waft  my  soul  on  high. 

2  When  the  last  moments  come, 
Oh,  watch  my  dying  face, 

To  catch  the  bright  seraphic  glow 
Which  in  each  feature  plays. 

3  Then  to  my  raptured  ear 
Let  one  sweet  song  be  given ; 

Let  music  charm  me  last  on  earth, 
And  greet  me  first  in  heaven. 

4  When  round  my  senseless  clay 
Assemble  those  I  love, 

Then  sing  of  heaven,  delightful  heaven. 
My  glorious  home  above.  Anon. 

466 


HEAVEN. 


622  No  Night  i7i  Heaven.         S.  M. 

THERE  is  no  night  in  heaven; 
In  that  blest  world  above 
Work  never  can  bring  weariness. 
For  work  itself  is  love. 

2  There  is  no  grief  in  heaven  ; 

For  life  is  one  glad  day, 
And  tears  are  of  those  former  things 
Which  all  have  passed  away. 

3  There  is  no  sin  in  heaven ; 

Behold  that  blessed  throng, 
All  holy  in  their  spotless  robes, 
All  holy  in  their  song. 

4  There  is  no  death  in  heaven; 

For  they  who  gain  that  shore 
Have  won  their  immortality, 
And  they  can  die  no  more. 

Francis  M.  Knollis. 

623  The  Armies  of  the  Skies.   7,  6,  8.  D. 

TEN  thousand  times  ten  thousand 
In  sparkling  raiment  bright, 
The  armies  of  the  ransomed  saints 

Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light. 
'Tis  finished,  all  is  finished, 

Their  fight  with  death  and  sin; 
Fling  open  wide  the  golden  gates 
And  let  the  victors  in. 
467 


HEAVEN. 

2  What  rush  of  hallelujahs 

Fill  all  the  earth  and  sky ! 
What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 

Bespeaks  the  triumph  nigh ! 
O  day  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made; 
O  joy,  for  all  it  former  woes 

A  thousand-fold  repaid  ! 

3  O  then  what  raptured  greetings 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore, 
What  knitting  severed  friendships  up, 

Where  partings  are  no  more  ! 
Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle, 

That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late  ; 
Orphans  no  longer  fatherless, 

Nor  widows  desolate.       Rev.  Henry  Alford. 

(3^4"        Heaven  is  My  Home.         6,  4,  6. 


I 


'M  but  a  stranger  here, 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  Father-land, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

What  though  the  tempests  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 


HEAVEN. 

And  time's  wild,  wintry  blast 

Soon  will  be  overpast; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
I  shall  be  glorified  ; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  love  most  and  best ; 
And  there  I,  too,  shall  rest  j 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

Rev.  Thomas  R.   Taylor. 


625 


In  the  Sweet  By  and  By.      P.  M. 

THERE'S  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day, 
And  by  faith  we  can  see  it  afar ; 
For  the  Father  waits  over  the  way, 
To  prepare  us  a  dwellling-place  there. 

Cho. — In  the  sweet  by  and  by, 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore  ; 

In  the  sweet  by  and  by, 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

2  We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore 

The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest, 
And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more, 
Not  a  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. 

3  To  our  bountiful  Father  above, 

We  will  offer  the  tribute  of  praise, 
For  the  glorious  gifts  of  His  love, 

And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days. 

469 


HEAVEN. 

4  We  shall  rest  on  that  beautiful  shore, 

In  the  joys  of  the  saved  we  shall  share  ; 
All  our  pilgrimage  toil  will  be  o'er, 

And  the  conqueror's  crown  we  shall  wear. 

5  We  shall  meet,  we  shall  sing,  we  shall  reign, 

In  the  land  where  the  saved  never  die; 
We  shall  rest  free  from  sorrow  and  pain, 
Safe  at  home  in  the  sweet  by  and  by. 

S.  F.  Bennett. 


626 

C 


The  Home  Beyo?id.  P.  M. 


OME,  all  ye  saints,  to  Pisgah's  mountain; 

Come,  view  your  home  beyond  the  tide; 
Hear  now  the  voices  of  your  loved  ones, 

What  they  sing  on  the  other  side  : 
Some  are  singing  of  bright  crowns  of  glory; 

Some  of  dear  ones  who  stand  near  the 
shore ; 
For  the  fond  heart  must  ever  be  clinging 

To  the  faithful  we  love  evermore. 

Cho.  — O  the  prospect !  it  is  so  inviting, 
And  no  danger  I  fear  from  the  tide  ; 
Let  me  go  to  the  home  of  the  Christian ; 
Let  me  stand  robed  in  white  by  His  side. 

2   There  endless  springs  of  life  are  flowing ; 
There  are  the  fields  of  living  green ; 
Mansions  of  beauty  are  provided, 

And  the  King  of  the  saints  is  seen. 
Soon  my  conflicts  and  toils  will  be  ended  ; 
47o 


HEAVEN. 

I  shall  join  those  who've  passed  on  be- 
fore ; 
For  my  loved  ones,  O  how  I  do  miss  them  ! 

I    must   press   on  and  meet  them  once 
more. 

3   Faith  now  beholds  the  flowing  river, 
Coming  from  underneath  the  throne ; 
There,  too,  the  Saviour  reigns  forever, 

And  He'll  welcome  the  faithful  home. 
Would  you  sit  by  the  banks  of  the  river, 
With  the  friends  you  have  loved  by  your 
side? 
Would  you  join  in  the  song  of  the  angels? 
Then  be  ready  to  follow  your  Guide 

/.   W.  Dadmun. 

Q^  /  Arrayed  in  White.  7,  7,  D. 


w 


HO  are  these  arrayed  in  white, 
Brighter  than  the  noonday  sun, 
Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light, 
Nearest  the  eternal  throne? 
These  are  they  that  bore  the  cross, 

Nobly  for  their  Master  stood  ; 
Sufferers  in  His  righteous  cause  ; 
Followers  of  the  Lamb  of  God. 


2   Out  of  great  distress  they  came  ; 

Washed  their  robes  by  faith  below 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, — 
Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow. 
471 


HEAVEN. 

Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne, 
Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night; 

God  resides  among  His  Own, 
God  doth  in  His  saints  delight. 

3   He  Who  on  the  throne  doth  reign 
Them  shall  always  richly  feed; 
With  the  tree  of  life  sustain  ; 

To  the  living  fountains  lead  ; 
He  shall  all  their  sorrows  chase, 

All  their  wants  at  once  remove ; 
Wipe  the  tears  from  every  face ; 
Fill  up  every  soul  with  love. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 

O^O  The  Land  of  Peace  and  Joy.  6,6,  D. 

THERE  is  a  blessed  home 
Beyond  this  land  of  woe, 
Where  sorrows  never  come 

Nor  tears  of  sadness  flow ; 
Where  faith  is  lost  to  sight 

And  patient  hope  is  crowned, 
And  everlasting  light 
Its  glory  throws  around. 

2   There  is  a  land  of  peace, 

Good  angels  know  it  well; 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 

Within  its  portals  swell ; 
Around  its  glorious  throne 

Ten  thousand  saints  adore 
Christ,  with  the  Father  One 

And  Spirit,  evermore. 


HEAVEN. 

O  joy  all  joys  beyond, 

To  see  the  Lamb  Who  died, 
And  count  each  sacred  wound 

In  hands  and  feet  and  side ; 
To  give  to  Him  the  praise 

Of  every  triumph  won, 
And  sing  through  endless  days 

The  great  things  He  hath  done. 

Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God, 

Nor  fear  to  tread  below 
The  path  your  Saviour  trod 

Of  daily  toil  and  woe  ; 
Wait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love, 
His  Own  most  gracious  smile 

Shall  welcome  you  above. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker. 


629 


Home,  Sweet  Home.  n,  n. 


911/TID    scenes    of    confusion    and    creature 
1'J-         complaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 

saints ; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 

room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,   my 

home. 

2   Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 
peace  ! 

473 


HEAVEN. 

And    thrice    precious    Jesus,   Whose    love 

cannot  cease  ! 
Though  oft  from  Thy  presence  in  sadness 

I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  Thee  in  glory  at  home. 

3  I  long  from  this  body  of  clay  to  be  free, 
Which    hinders    my  joy  and    communion 

with  Thee ; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows 

may  foam, 
All,  all  may  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  Thee 

at  home. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my 

day ; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  Thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

5  Whate'er  Thou    deniest,    O  give  me  Thy 

grace ; 
The   Spirit's  sure   witness,   and    smiles  of 

Thy  face; 
Endue  me  with   patience  to  wait  at  Thy 

throne, 
And  find   even  now  a  sweet    foretaste  of 

home. 

6  I  long,   dearest  Lord,   in  Thy  beauties  to 

shine  ; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine ; 

474 


MISCELLANEOUS 


And  in  Thy  dear  image    arise    from  the 

tomb, 
With  glorified  millions,  to  praise  Thee  at 

home.  Rev.  David  Denham. 


630 

B 


Beyo7id. 


EYOND  the  smiling  and  the  weeping, 

I  shall  be  soon ; 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping, 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

Ref. — Love,  rest  and  home  !   Sweet  home  ! 
Lord,  tarry  not,  but  come. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading, 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 

3  Beyond  the  rising  and  the  setting, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  calming  and  the  fretting, 
Beyond  remembering  and  forgetting, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

4  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting, 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating, 

J  shall  be  soon. 

475 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

5   Beyond  the  frost-chain  and  the  fever, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  rock-waste  and  the  river, 
Beyond  the  ever  and  the  never, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar. 


631 
H 


Holy!  Holy  !  Holy 


OLY  !   Holy  !    Holy  !    Lord  God  of    Sa- 

baoth  ! 

Heaven  and  earth  are  full,  full  of  Thy  glory ! 
Heaven  and  earth  are  full,  are  full  of  Thy 

glory ; 
Glory  be  to  Thee,  Glory  be  to  Thee, 
Glory  be  to  Thee,  to  Thee,  O   Lord  Most 

High. 


476 


CHANTS. 


OJj^     Responses  to  the  Command7nents . 
I. 

First  part,  after  nine  commandments. 

LORD,    have  mercy  upon  us,    and  incline 
our  hearts  to  keep  Thy  law. 

Second  part,  after  tenth  commandment. 

Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and  write  all  these 
Thy  laws  in  our  hearts,  we  beseech  Thee. 

II. 

First  part. 

Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and  incline  our 
hearts  to  keep  Thy  law. 

Second  part. 

Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and  write  all  these 
Thy  laws  in  our  hearts,  we  beseech  Thee. 

III. 

First  part- 

Lord,  have  mercy,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and 
incline  oar  hearts  to  keep  this  law. 

Second  part. 

Lord,  have  mercy,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and 
write  all  these  Thy  laws  in  our  hearts, 
Thy  laws  in  our  hearts,  we  beseech  Thee. 


633 


CHANTS. 

Gloria  in  Excels  is. 


GLORY    be    to  |  God    on  |  high  ||  and    on 
earth  |  peace,    good  |  will    towards  | 

men. 
We  praise  Thee  *  we    bless    Thee  we  |  wor- 
ship |  Thee  ||  we  glorify  Thee  *  we  give 

thanks  to  |  Thee  for  |  Thy  great  |  glory. 
O  Lord  God,  |  heavenly  |  King  ||  God  the  | 

Father  |  Al-  =  I  mighty! 
O    Lord  *  the    only-begotten    Son  |  Testis  | 

Christ  ||  O  Lord  God  *  Lamb  of  Gad*  \ 

Son  •=||  of  the  |  Father, 
That  takest  away  the  |  sins  •  of  the  |  world  || 

have  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 
Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins  •  of  the  | 

world  ||  have  mern'  |  upon  |  us. 
Thou  that  takest  away  the  |  sins  ■  of  the  | 

world  ||  re  |  ceive  our  |  prayer. 
Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  |  God 

the  |  Father  ||  have  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 
For   Thou    only  |  art  ■  =    |  holy   |]    Thou  | 

only  |  art  the  |  Lord. 
Thou   only,    O    Christ  *  with    the  |  Holy  | 

Ghost   ||   art  most  high  in  the  |  glory  ■ 

of  I  God  the  I  Father.  II  A  I  men. 


634 


Bene  die,  Anima  Mea. 


PRAISE  the  Lord,  |  O  my  |  soul  ||  and  all 
that  is  with/// me  |  praise  His  |  holy  | 
Name. 
Praise  the  Lord,  |  O   my  |  soul  ||  and  for  | 
get  not  |  all  His  |  benefits ; 
478 


CHANTS. 

Who  forgiveih  |  all  thy  |  sin  ||  and  healeth 
all  |  thine  in  |  firmi  |  ties ; 

Who  saveth   thy  life  |  from.de  |  struction  || 
and  crowneth  thee  with  |  mercy  •  and  | 
loving  |  kindness. 

O  praise  the  Lord,  ye  angels  of  His  *  ye 
that  ex  |  eel  in  |  strength  ||  ye  that  ful- 
fill His  commandment  *  and  hearken 
un  |  to  the  |  voice  ■  of  His  |  Word. 

O  praise  the  Lord,  all  |  ye  His  |  hosts  ||  ye 
servants  of  |  His  that  |  do  His  |  pleas- 
ure. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  |  and  ■  to  the  |  Son  [[ 
and  |  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost  : 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning  *  is  now,  and  | 
ever  |  shall  be    ||  world  |  without  |  end. 
Amen. 


635 


Venite,  Exult  emus. 


OCOME,   let  us  sing  \  unto  •  the  |  Lord  | 
Let  us  heartily  re/oiee  in  the  |  strength 

of  |  our  sal  |  vation. 
Let   us    come    before    His    pres<?^^   with  | 

thanks  •  =  |  giving   ||   And     show    our- 

selves  |  glad  in  |  Him  with  |  psalms. 
For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great  ■  =  |  God  ||  And  a 

great  |  King  a  |  bove  all  |  gods. 
In  His  hands   are  all  the  corners  |  of  the  | 

earth  ||  And  the  strength    of    the  |  hills 

is  |  His  •  =  |  also. 

479 


CHANTS. 

The  sea  is  His  |  and  He  |  made  it  ||  And  His 

hands  pre  |  pared  •  the  |  dry  ■  ==  |  land. 
O  come,    let  us  worship  |  and  fall  |  down  || 

And    kneel  be  |  fore    the  |  Lord    our  | 

Maker. 
For  Zfe  is  the  |  Lord  our  |  God  ||  And  we  are 

the  people  of  His  pasiure  *  and  the  | 

sheep  •  =  |  of  His  |  hand. 
O   worship   the  Lord  in   the  |  beauty  ■  of  | 

holiness  ||  Let  the    whole    earth  |  stand 

in  |  awe  of  |  Him. 
f  For  He  cometh  *  for  He  cometh  to  |  judge 

the   earth  |[  And  with   righteousness  to 

judge   the   wor/d  *   and   the  |  people  | 

with  His  |  truth. 


636 

0 


The  Lord's  Hrayer. 


UR  father,  Who  art  in  heaven,  |  hallowed  | 
be  Tny  |  name  ■  ||  Thy  kingdom  come, 
Thy  will   be  done  on  |  earth  ■  as  it  | 
isin  I  heaven  : 


2  Give    us    this  |  day   our  |  daily  |  bread  ;  || 

and  forgive  us  our   trespasses,  as  we 
forgive  |  them     that  I  trespass    ■  a-  | 
gainst  us. 

3  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  de-  | 

liver  |  us  from  |  evil  ;  ||   for  Thine  is 
the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the  | 
glory  •  for-  |  ever  •  A-  |  men. 

480 


CHANTS. 


637 


My  God,  My  Father. 


MY  God,  my  Father,  |  while  I  |  stray- 
Far  from  my  home,   on  |  life's  rough  | 
way, 

0  teach  me  from  my  |  heart  to  |  say, 

Thy  |  will  be  |  done  ! 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  |  sad  my  |  lot, 
Let  me  be  still,  and  |  murmur  |  not, 
And    breathe    the    prayer   Di-  |  vinely  | 

taught, 
Thy  |  will  be  |  done  ! 

3  What  though  in  lone/y  |  grief  |  I  |  sigh 
For  friends  beloved,  no  |  longer  |  nigh ! 
Submissive  still  would  |  I  re-  |  ply, 

Thy  |  will  be  |  done  ! 

4  Though  Thou  hast  called  me  |  to  re-  |  sign 
What  most  I  prized,  it  |  ne'er  was  |  mine : 

1  have  but  yields  |  what  was  |  Thine  ; 

Thy  I  will  be  I  done  ! 


5   Let  but  my  ia.rn.ting  |  heart  be 
With  Thy  sweet  Spin'/  |  for  its 
My  God,  to  Thee  I  |  leave  the 
Thy  I  will  be — done  ! 


blest 
guest, 
rest : 


6  Renew  my  will  from  |  day  to  |  day  : 
Blend  it  with  Thine,  and  j  take  a-  |  way 
All  that  now  makes  it  |  hard  to  |  say, 
Thy  |  will  be  |  done  ! 

Charlotte  Elliott. 
481 


CHANTS. 

Qjq  Te  Deum  Laudamus. 

First  part. 

WE  praise  |  Thee   O  j  God  ||  we  acknowl- 
edge  |  Thee  to  |  be  the  |  Lord. 

2  All     the     earth    doth  |  worship  |  Thee  || 

the  |  Father  |  ever  |  lasting. 

3  To   Thee   all    angels  |  cry   a  |  loud  ||  the 

heavens,  and  |  all  the  |  powers  there  | 
in. 

4  To    Thee    cherub/;;/     and  |  sera  |  phim  || 

con  |  tinual  |  ly  do  |  cry, 

5  Holy  |  Holy  |  Holy  ||    Lord  |  God     of  | 

Saba  |  oth  ; 

6  Heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  the  |  majes  | 

ty  ||  of  |  Thy  •  =  |  glo  ■  =  |  ry. 

7  The     glorious     company  |  of    ■    the     a 

postles  ||  praise  |    =  ■  =  |  =  *  = 
Thee. 

8  Thegoodly/^/lowship  I  of  the  I  prophets|| 

praise  |  ==  *  ==  |  =  •  =  |  Thee. 

9  The   noble  |  army    •   of  |  martyrs  ||  praise 

|  =  •  ==  |  =  v='|  Thee. 

10  The  holy   Church  throughout  I  all  the  | 
world  ||  doth     ac  |  knowl  •  =  |  edge   ■ 
=  |  Thee  ; 

ii    The  |  Fa  •  =  |  ther  ||  of  an  |  infi  ■  nite  | 
majes  |  ty ; 

482 


CHANTS. 

12  Thine  a  |  dor  •  able  |  true  ||  and  |  on  •  = 

|ly  =  |Son; 

13  Also   the  I  Holy  |  Ghost  ||  the  |  Com  ■  = 

I  fort  •  =  I  er. 

14  Thou  I  art    the  |  King  ||  of  \  Glory  |  O    ■ 

=  I  Christ, 

15  Thou  art  the  ever  |  lasting  |  Son  ||  of  \  =• 

the  I  Fa  •  =  I  ther. 

Second  part. 

16  When  Thou  tookest  upon  Thee  to  de  | 

liver  I  man  ||  Thou  didst  humble  Thy- 
self  to  be  |  born  •  =  |  of  a  |  Virgin. 

17  When  Thou  hadst  overcome  the  |  sharp- 

ness •  of  I  death  ||  Thou    didst    open 
the  kingdom  of  |  heaven  •  to  |  all  be  | 
lievers. 

18  Thousittest  at  the  right  |  hand  of  |  God|| 

in  the  |  glory  |  of  the  |  Father. 

19  We believe that  |  Thoushalt  |  come  ||  to  | 

be  *  =  I  our  •  =  |  Judge. 

20  We  therefore  pray  Thee  |  help  Thy  |  ser- 

vants ||  whom    Thou   hast    redeemed  | 
with  Thy  |  precious  |  blood. 

21  Make  them  to  be  nu7tibereo\  \  with  Thy  | 

saints  ||  in  |  glory  |  ever  |  lasting. 

22  O  Lord  I  save  Thy  |  people  ||  and  \  bless 

Thine  |  herit  |  age. 

23  Gov  I  =  •  ern  |  them  ||  and  |  lift   them  | 

up  for  I  ever. 

483 


CHANTS. 
First  part. 

24  Day  I  by  •  =  |  day  ||  we  |  magni  |  f y  -  = 

I  Thee 

25  And  we  |  worship  •  Thy     Name  ||  ever  | 

world  with  |  out  ■  =     end. 

26  Vouch  I  safe  O  |  Lord  ||  to  keep  us  this  | 

day  with  |  out  ■  ==  |  sin. 

27  O  Lordhave  |  mercy  -up  |  on  us||^#z^  | 

mercy  •  up  |  on  •=  I  us. 

28  O   Lord  let  Thy  mercy  |  be  up  |  on  us  || 

as  our  I  trust  •  =  |  is  in  |  Thee. 

29  O   Lord  in  Thee  \  have    I  |  trusted  ||  let 

me  I  never  I  be  con  I  founded. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


639 


Blessed  Assurance. 


BLESSED  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine  ! 
O  what  a  foretaste  of  glory  Divine  ! 
Heirs  of  salvation,  purchase  of  God, 
Born  of  His  Spirit,  washed  in  His  blood. 

Cho. — This  is  my  story,  this  is  my  song, 

Praising  my  Saviour  all  the  day  long. 
This  is  my  story,  this  is  my  song, 
Praising  my  Saviour  all  the  day  long. 

2  Perfect  submission,  perfect  delight, 
Visions  of  rapture  now  burst  on  my  sight, 
Angels  descending  bring  from  above 
Echoes  of  mercy,  whispers  of  love. 

3  Perfect  submission,  all  is  at  rest, 

I  in  my  Saviour  am  happy  and  blest, 
Watching  and  waiting,  looking  above, 
Filled  with  his  goodness,  lost  in  His  love. 

Fanny  Crosby. 


640 
T 


The  Sweet  Love  of  God. 


HERE'S  a  very  sweet  song  in  the  depths 
of  my  soul, 
And  I'll  sing  it,  dear  Jesus,  to  Thee, 

485 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

While  my  lips  chant  the   praise  which  I 
cannot  control 
For  the  love  wherewith  Thou  hast  loved 
me. 

Cho. — O  Thy  wonderful  love  is  so  precious 
to  me, 

And  Thy  grace  is  so  rich  and  so  free. 

That  my  lips  fill  with  praise  which  I  can- 
not control, 

For  the  love  wherewith  Thou  hast  loved 
me. 

2  I  will  sing  of  the  peace  in  the  depths  of 

my  soul, 

Such  a  peace  as  the  world  cannot  know, 
Through  Thy  grace  I  am  sweetly  and  con- 
sciously whole, 

And  my  heart  is  washed  white  as  the 
snow. 

3  I  will  sing  of  the  joy  in  the  depths  of  my 

soul, 
Of  Thy  wondrous  forgiveness  of  sin, 
Of    the    gladness    that    springs  from  Thy 

love's  sweet  control, 
And  Thy  presence  and  power  within. 

4  O  Thy  love  is  more  sweet  than  the  breath 

of  the  flowers ! 
'Tis  a  foretaste  and  earnest  of  heaven, 
And  it  fills  with  contentment  and  rapture 
the  hours 
That  to  me  Thou  hast  graciously  given. 
Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


641 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Blessed  Be  the  Name. 


ALL  praise  to  Him  Who  reigns  above, 
In  majesty  supreme, 
Who  gave  His  Son  for  man  to  die, 
That  He  might  man  redeem. 

Cho. — Blessed  be  the  name,  blessed  be  the 
name, 
Blessed  be  the  name  of  the  Lord. 
Blessed  be  the  name,  blessed  be  the  name, 
Blessed  be  the  name  of  the  Lord. 

2  His  name  above  all  names  shall  stand, 

Exalted  more  and  more, 
At  God  the  Father's  Own  right  hand, 
Where  angel  hosts  adore. 

3  Redeemer,  Saviour,  Friend  of  man 

Once  ruined  by  the  fall, 
Thou  hast  devised  salvation's  plan, 
For  Thou  hast  died  for  all. 

4  His  name  shall  be  the  Counsellor, 

The  mighty  Prince  of  Peace, 
Of  all  earth's  kingdoms  Conqueror, 
Whose  reign  shall  never  cease. 

5  The  ransomed  hosts  to  Thee  shall  bring 

Their  praise  and  homage  meet ; 
With  rapturous  awe  adore  their  King, 
And  worship  at  His  feet. 

487 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

6  Then  shall  we  know  as  we  are  known, 
And  in  that  world  above 
Forever  sing  around  the  throne 
His  everlasting  love. 

W.  H.  Clark. 

O^^i      The  Mizpah  Farewell  Greeting. 

EROM  these  Pisgah  heights  returning, 
Every  idle  purpose  spurning, 
With  new  zeal  for  service  burning, 
Friend  of  friends,  Thou,  Jesus,  art. 
True  in  word  and  deed  and  heart, 
Watch  between  us,  as  we  part. 

Cho. — Watch  between  us,  Guide  and  screen 
us, 
Watch  between  us  as  we  part ; 
Watch  between  us,  Guide  and  screen  us, 
Watch  between  us  as  we  part. 

2  Life  is  on  us,  time  is  fleeting, 

We  shall  soon  our  Lord  bs  meeting, 

Take  and  give  the  Mizpah  greeting, 

Angels  meet  us  on  our  way. 

As  we  separate  to-day, 

Watch  between  us,  Lord,  we  pray. 

3  Go  we  east  or  west  asunder, 
What  the  sky  we  may  be  under, 
Still  we  seek  that  world  of  wonder, 
Where  God's  ransomed  people  are, 
Where  our  home  Thou  dost  prepare; 
By  Thy  grace,  O  guide  us  there. 

Rev.  J.  E.  Rankin,  D.  £>.,  LL.  B. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

\34»J  Trust  and  Obey. 

WHEN  we  walk  with  the  Lord 
In  the  light  of  His  Word, 
What  a  glory  He  sheds  on  our  way ! 
While  we  do  His  good  will, 
He  abides  with  us  still, 

And  with  all  who  will  trust  and  obey. 

Cho. — Trust  and  obey, 

For  there's  no  other  way 
To  be  happy  in  Jesus 
But  to  trust  and  obey. 

2  Not  a  shadow  can  rise, 
Not  a  cloud  in  the  skies, 

But  His  smile  quickly  drives  it  away; 
Not  a  doubt  nor  a  fear, 
Not  a  sigh  nor  a  tear 

Can  abide  while  we  trust  and  obey. 

3  Not  a  burden  we  bear, 
Not  a  sorrow  we  share, 

But  our  toil  He  doth  richly  repay; 
Not  a  grief  nor  a  loss, 
Not  a  frown  nor  a  cross, 

But  is  blest  if  we  trust  and  obey. 

4  But  we  never  can  prove 
The  delights  of  His  love 

Until  all  on  the  altar  we  lay ; 
For  the  favor  He  shows, 
And  the  joy  He  bestows, 

Are  for  all  who  will  trust  and  obey. 
489 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Then  in  fellowship  sweet 
We  will  sit  at  His  feet, 

Or  we'll  walk  by  His  side  in  the  way; 
What  He  says  we  will  do, 
Where  He  sends  we  will  go, 

Never  fear,  only  trust  and  obey. 

Rev.  J.  H.  Sammis. 


644 


Wonderful  Peace. 


\R  away  in  the  depths  of  my  spirit  to- 
night, 

Rolls  a  melody  sweeter  than  psalm  ; 
In  celestial  strains  it  unceasingly  falls 
O'er  my  soul  like  an  infinite  calm. 

Cho. — Peace  !  peace  !  wonderful  peace, 

Coming  down  from  the  Father  above; 
Sweep  over  my  spirit  forever,  I  pray, 
In  fathomless  billows  of  love. 

2  What  a  treasure  I  have  in  this  wonderful 

peace, 
Buried  deep  in  the  heart  of  my  soul ; 
So  secure  that  no  power  can  mine  it  away, 
Wrhile  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

3  I    am  resting   to-night    in    this  wronderful 

peace, 
Resting  sweetly  in  Jesus'  control ; 
For  I'm  kept  from  all  danger  by  night  and 
by  day, 
And  His  glory  is  flooding  my  soul. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

4  And  methinks  when  I  rise   to  that' city  of 

peace, 
Where  the  Author  of  peace  I  shall  see, 
That  one  strain  of  the  song  which  the  ran- 
somed will  sing, 
In  that  heavenly  kingdom  will  be. 

5  Ah  !  soul,  are  you  here  without  comfort  or 

rest, 
Marching  down   the   rough  pathway  of 

time? 
Make  Jesus  your  Friend  ere  the  shadows 

grow  dark, 
O  accept  of  this  peace  so  sublime. 

Rev.   W.  D.   Cornell,  Alt. 

O^O  Little  Mission  Workers. 

WE  are  little  soldiers,  marching  as  to  war, 
With  a  glorious  banner  leading  on  be- 
fore, 
And  we  follow  Jesus,  battling  for  the  right 
Till  the  crown  He  gives  us,  and  the  robe 
of  white. 

2  Little   deeds  of    service    done    by  willing 

hands, 
Little  mites  and  pennies  sent  by  mission 

bands, 
These  shall  shine  in  splendor,  and  forever 

stand 
As  a  light  for  Jesus  in  the  heathen  land. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  Little  babbling  brooklets  make  the  mighty 

deep; 
Little  gifts  for  missions  make  a  wondrous 

heap  ; 
Let  us  send  the  light  wherever  man  is  found, 
Scattering  the  sunshine  all  the  world  around. 

4  O  ye  willing  workers  !  Jesus'  little  band, 
Pressing  on  together  to  the  glory-land  ! 
Send  abroad   the  tidings,    bear   the  news 

along, 
Heralding  salvation  in  triumphant  song. 

5  By  and  by  we'll  gather   ripe  and  golden 

sheaves, 
Bring  them  in  the  garner,  golden  fruit,  not 

leaves, 
And  with  countless  nations,  nocking  home 

to  God, 
Follow  in  the  footsteps  which  ourMaster 

trod.  Emmet  G.  Coleman. 

\54"v3  '  T*s  ^°  Sweet  to  Trust  in  Jesus. 

?npiS  so  sweet  to  trust  in  Jesus, 
i-      Just  to  take  him  at  His  word; 
Just  to  rest  upon  His  promise; 

Just  to  know,  "Thus  saith  the  Lord." 

Cho. — Jesus,  Jesus,  how  I  trust  Him  ! 

How  I've  proved  Him  o'er  and  o'er! 
Jesus,  Jesus,  precious  Jesus ! 
O  for  grace  to  trust  Him  more. 
492 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  O  how  sweet  to  trust  in  Jesus, 

Just  to  trust  His  cleansing  blood; 
Just  in  simple  faith  to  plunge  me 
'Neath  the  healing,  cleansing  flood. 

3  Yes,  'Tis  sweet  to  trust  in  Jesus, 

Just  from  sin  and  self  to  cease ; 
Just  from  Jesus  simply  taking 

Life  and  rest,  and  joy  and  peace. 

4  I'm  so  glad  I  learned  to  trust  Thee, 

Precious  Jesus,  Saviour,  Friend ; 
And  I  know  that  Thou  art  with  me, 
Wilt  be  with  me  to  the  end. 

Mrs.  Louisa  M.  R.  Stead. 

\34  1  Softly  and  Tenderly. 

SOFTLY  and  tenderly  Jesus  is  calling, 
Calling  for  you  and  for  me, 
See  on  the  portals  He's  waiting  and  watch- 
ing, 
Watching  for  you  and  for  me. 

Cho. — Come  home,  come  home, 
Ye  who  are  wearv,  come  home  ; 
Earnestly,  tenderly  Jesus  is  calling, 
Calling,  O  sinner,  come  home  ! 

2  Why  should  we  tarry  when  Jesus  is  plead- 
ing, 
Pleading  for  you  and  for  me? 
Why  should  we  linger  and  heed  not  His 
mercies, 
Mercies  for  you  and  for  me? 

493 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  Time  is  now  fleeting,  the  moments  are  pass- 

ing, 
Passing  from  you  and  from  me ; 
Shadows    are    gathering,    death-beds     are 

coming, 
Coming  for  you  and  for  me. 

4  O  for  the  wonderful  love  he  has  promised, 

Promised  for  you  and  for  me  ; 
Though  we  have  sinned,    He    has  mercy 
and  pardon, 
Pardon  for  you  and  for  me. 

Will  L.  Thompson, 


648 


To  Thee  I  Come. 


JESUS,  I  come  to  Thee  for  light, 
Restore  to  me  my  blinded  sight, 
And  from  my  soul  dispel  the  night, 
Jesus  to  Thee  I  come  ! 

2  Jesus,  I  come,  I  cannot  stay 
From  Thee  another  precious  day; 
I  would  Thy  word  at  once  obey, 
Jesus  to  Thee  I  come  ! 

3  Jesus,  I  come  just  as  I  am, 

To  Thee  the  holy,  spotless  Lamb ; 
Thou  wilt  my  troubled  spirit  calm  ! 
Jesus,  to  Thee  I  come. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


64-9    What  a  Gathering  That  Will  Be. 

AT  the  sounding  of  the   trumpet  when  the 
saints  are  gathered  home, 
We  will  greet  each  other  by  the  crystal 
sea, 
With   the  friends   and  all  the  loved  ones 
there  awaiting  us  to  come, 
What   a   gathering   of    the  faithful  that 
will  be. 


Cho. — What  a  gathering,  gathering, 

At  the  sounding  of  the  glorious  jubilee  ! 
What  a  gathering,  gathering, 

What  a  gathering   of    the    faithful  that 
will  be. 

2  When  the  angel  of  the  Lord  proclaims  that 

time  shall  be  no  more, 
We  shall  gather,  and  the  saved  and  ran- 

some  see, 
Then  to  meet  again  together,  on  the  bright 

celestial  shore, 
What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 

be! 

3  At  the  great  and  final  judgment,  when  the 

hidden  comes  to  light, 
When  the  Lord  in  all  His  glory  we  shall 
see, 
At  the   bidding  of  our  Saviour,  Come,  ye 
blessed,  to  My  right, 

495 


GOSPF.L  SONGS. 

What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 
be  ! 

When  the  golden  harps  are  sounding,  and 
the  angel  bands  proclaim, 
In  triumphant  strains  the  glorious  jubi- 
lee, 
Then  to  meet  and  join  to  sing  the  song  of 
Moses  and  the  Lamb, 
What  a  gathering  of  the  faithful  that  will 
be  !  J.  H.  Kurzetiknabe. 


650 
I 


Follow  All  the    Way 


CAN  hear  my  Saviour  calling, 

In  the  tenderest  accents  calling ; 
On  my  ear  thes  words  are  falling, 
Take  thy  cross,  and  daily  follow  me. 

Cho. — I  will  take  my  cross  and  follow, 
My  dear  Saviour  I  will  follow. 
Where  He  leads  me  I  will  follow, 
I'll  go  with  Him,  with  Him  all  the  way. 


Though  the  way  be  dark  and  dreary, 
Though  my  feet  be  worn  and  weary, 
Yet  my  heart  keeps  bright  and  cheery, 
As  I  follow,  follow  all  the  way. 

Jesus,  ever  go  before  me, 
Shining  heaven's  sunlight  o'er  me, 
And  when  weak,  by  grace  restore  me 
I'll  go  with  Him,  with  Him  all  the  way. 

496 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

4  Through  the  valley  safely  lead  me, 
Heavenly  manna  daily  feed  me ; 
Every  hour,  dear  Lord,  I  need  Thee 
As  I  follow,  follow  all  the  way. 

5  In  Thy  heart's  affection  hold  me, 
In  Thy  arms  of  love  enfold  me, 

And  with  Thine  Own  grace  uphold  me 
As  I  follow,  follow  all  the  way. 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

(31)  1      The  Banner  of  the  Cross, 

THERE'S  a  royal  banner  given  for  display 
To  the  soldiers  of  the  King; 
As  an  ensign  fair  we  lift  it  up  to-day, 
While  as  ransomed  ones  we  sing. 

Cho. — Marching  on  !   marching  on  ! 

For  Christ  count  everything  but  loss  ; 
And  to  crown  Him  King,  toil  and  sing, 
'Neath  the  banner  of  the  cross. 

2  Though  the  foe  may  rage  and  gather  as  the 

flood, 
Let  the  standard  be  displayed ; 
And  .beneath  its  folds  as   soldiers  of  the 

Lord, 
For  the  truth  be  not  dismayed  ! 

3  Over    land   and    sea,   wherever    man  may 

dwell, 
Make  the  glorious  tidings  known  ; 
497 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Of  the  crimson  banner  now  the  story  tell, 
While  the  Lord  shall  claim  His  Own  ! 

4  When  the  glory  dawns — 'tis  dawning  very 
near, 
It  is  hastening  day  by  day, — 
Then  before  our  King  the  foe  shall  disap- 
pear, 
And  the  cross  the  world  shall  sway. 

El.  Nathan. 


652 


Christ  Liveth  in  Me. 


AS  lives  the  flower  within  the  seed, 
As  in  the  cone  the  tree, 
So  praise  the  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
His  Spirit  dwelleth  in  me. 

Cho. — Christ  liveth  in  me, 
Christ  liveth  in  me, 
O  what  a  salvation  this, 
That  Christ  liveth  in  me ! 

2  Once  far  from  God  and  dead  in  sin, 

No  light  my  heart  could  see  ; 
But  in  God's  Word  the  light  I  found, 
Now  Christ  liveth  in  me. 

3  As  rays  of  light  from  yonder  sun 

The  flowers  of  earth  set  free, 
So  life  and  light  and  love  came  forth 
From  Christ  living  in  me. 

49s 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

With  longing  all  my  heart  is  filled, 

That  like  Him  I  may  be, 
As  on  the  wondrous  thought  I  dwell, 

That  Christ  liveth  in  me. 

El.  Nathan. 


653 

N 


Nearer  the  Cross. 


EARER  the  cross  !  my  heart  can  say, 

I  am  coming  nearer, 
Nearer  the  cross  from  day  to  day, 

I  am  coming  nearer  ; 
Nearer  the  cross  where  Jesus  died, 
Nearer  the  fountain's  crimson's  tide, 
Nearer  my  Saviour's  wounded  side, 

I  am  coming  nearer. 

Nearer  the  Christian's  mercy  seat, 

I  am  coming  nearer, 
Feasting  my  soul  on  manna  sweet, 

I  am  coming  nearer; 
Stronger  in  faith,  more  clear  I  see 
Jesus  Who  gave  Himself  for  me  ; 
Nearer  to  Him  I  still  would  be  ; 

Still  I'm  coming  nearer. 

Nearer  in  prayer  my  hope  aspires, 

I  am  coming  nearer, 
Deeper  the  love  my  soul  desires, 

I  am  coming  nearer; 
Nearer  the  end  of  toil  and  care, 
Nearer  the  joy  I  long  to  share, 
Nearer  the  crown  I  soon  shall  wear  : 

I  am  coming  nearer.  Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

499 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


654"         The  ChU  °f  a  King- 

MY  Father  is  rich  in  houses  and  lands, 
He  holdeth  the  wealth  of  the  world  in 
His  hands  ! 
Of  rubies  and  diamonds,  of  silver  and  gold, 
His  coffers  are  full, — He  has  riches  untold. 


Cho. — I'm  the  child  of  a  King, 
The  child  of  a  King! 
With  Jesus,  my  Saviour, 
I'm  the  child  of  a  King. 

2  My  Father's  Own  Son,  the  Saviour  of  men, 
Once  wondered  on  earth  as  the  poorest  of 

them  ; 
But  now  He  is  reigning  forever  on  high, 
And  will  give  me  a  home  in  heaven  by  and 

by. 

3  I  once  was  an  outcast  stranger  on  earth 

A  sinner  by  choice,  and  an  alien  by  birth  ! 
But  I've  been  adopted,  my  name's  written 

down, — 
An  heir  to  a  mansion,  a  robe  and  a  crown. 

4  A  tent  or  a  cottage,  why  should  I  care  ? 
They're    building    a    palace   for   me   over 

there  ! 
Though  exiled  from  home,   yet  still  I  may 

sing: 
All  glory  to  God,  I'm  the  child  of  a  King. 

Hattie  E.  Buell. 

500 


655 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

There  is  Joy  in  Heaven. 


THERE  is  joy  in  heaven  where  the  angels 
dwell, 
And  the  gladsome  notes  of  rejoicing  swell, 
When  the  tidings  come  from  the  world  below, 
That  a  soul  is  saved  from  eternal  woe. 

Cho. — Beautiful  song,  beautiful  song, 
Beautiful  song,  beautiful  song  of  joy! 
Every  harp  is  attuned  unto  the  sound, 
And    the    angels    rejoice    that   the   lost   is 

found  ; 
Beautiful  song,  beautiful  song  of  joy. 

2  There   is  joy  in   heaven  when  the  lost   is 

found 
And  the  golden  streets  with  the  news  re- 
sound, 
Till  the  tide  of  song  like  an  ocean  rolls 
Unto  Him  Who  died  for  the  love  of  souls. 

3  There  is  joy  in  heaven,  that  begins  below, 
Where  the  tears  of  grief  and  repentance  flow; 
And  the  saints  of  God  with  the  angels  share 
In  the   praise   that    rings  like  an  anthem 

there.  Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 

656  Glory  to  His  Name. 

DOWN  at  the  cross  where  my  Saviour  died, 
Down  where   for  cleansing  from  sin  I 
cried  ; 
There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied  ; 
Glory  to  His  name. 
501 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


Cho. — Glory  to  His  name, 
Glory  to  His  name. 
There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood 

applied  ; 
Glory  to  His  name. 

2  I  am  so  wondrously  saved  from  sin, 
Jesus  so  sweetly  abides  within  ; 

There  at  the  cross  where  He  took  me  in  ; 
Glory  to  His  name. 

3  0  precious  fountain,  that  saves  from  sin, 
I  am  so  glad  I  have  entered  in; 

There  Jesus  saves  me  and  keeps  me  clean, 
Glory  to  His  name. 

4  Come  to  this  fountain,  so  rich  and  sweet ; 
Cast  thy  poor  soul  at  the  Saviour's  feet; 
Plunge  in  to-day  and  be  made  complete, 

Glory  to  His  name. 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

657  When  the  RoU  is  Called  Up  Yonder. 


w 


HEN  the  trumpet  of  the  Lord  shall  sound, 

and  time  shall  be  no  more, 
And  the  morning  breaks  eternal,  bright 
and  fair; 
When  the  saved  on  earth  shall  gather,  over 
on  the  other  shore, 
And  the  roll  is  called  up  yonder,   I'll  be 
there. 

502 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Cho. — When  the  roll  is  called  up  yonder, 
When  the  roll  is  called  up  yonder, 
When  the  roll  is  called  up  yonder, 
When  the  roll  is  called  up  yonder,  I'll 
be  there. 

■  2   On  that  bright  and  cloudless  morning  when 
the  dead  in  Christ  shall  rise, 
And  the  glory  of  His  resurrection  share  ; 
When  His  chosen  ones  shall  gather  to  their 
home  beyond  the  skies, 
And  the  roll  is  called  up  yonder,  I'll  be 
there. 

3   Let  us  labor  for  the  Master  from  the  dawn 
till  setting  sun, 
Let  us  talk  of  all  His  wondrous  love  and 
care, 
Then  when  all  of  life  is  over  and  our  work 
on  earth  is  done, 
And  the  roll  is  called  up  yonder,  I'll  be 
there.  /.  M.  Black. 


658 
M 


Consecration. 


Y  body,  soul,  and  spirit, 
Jesus,  I  give  to  Thee, 
A  consecrated  offering, 
Thine  evermore  to  be. 

Cho. — My  all  is  on  the  altar, 

I'm  waiting  for  the  fire ; 
Waiting,  waiting,  waiting, 
I'm  waiting  for  the  fire. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  O  Jesus,  mighty  Saviour, 

I  trust  in  Thy  great  name  ; 
I  look  for  Thy  salvation ; 
Thy  promise  now  I  claim. 

3  O  let  the  fire,  descending 
Just  now  upon  my  soul, 
Consume  my  humble  offering, 
And  cleanse  and  make  me  whole. 

4  I'm  Thine,  O  blessed  Jesus, 
Washed  by  Thy  precious  blood, 
Now  seal  me  by  Thy  Spirit, 

A  sacrifice  to  God. 

Mrs.  Mary  D.  Jatnes. 


659 


Tell  It  To  Jesus. 


ARE  you  weary,  are  you  heavy  hearted  ? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus,  Tell  it  to  Jesus  ; 
Are  you  grieving  over  joys  departed? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

Cho. — Tell  it  to  Jesus,  Tell  it  to  Jesus, 
He  is  a  Friend  that's  well  known  ; 
You  have  no  other  such  a  friend  or  brother, 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

2   Do   the   tears  flow  down  your  cheeks  un- 
bidden? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus,  Tell  it  to  Jesus  ; 
Have  you  sins  that  to   man's  eyes  are  hid- 
den? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 
504 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Do  you  fear  the  gathering  clouds   of  sor- 
row? 

Tell  it  to  Jesus,  Tell  it  to  Jesus  ; 
Are  you  anxious  what  shall  be  to-morrow? 

Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

Are  you  troubled  at  the  thought  of  dying? 

Tell  it  to  Jesus,  Tell  it  to  Jesus  ; 
For  Christ's  coming  Kingdom  are  you  sigh- 
ing? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

/.  D.  Rankin,  D.  D. 


660 
M 


The  Haven  of  Rest. 


Y  soul  in  sad  exile  was  out  on  life's  sea, 
So  burdened  with  sin  and  distrest, 
Till  I  heard  a  sweet  voice  saying,   "Make 

me  your  choice  ;  " 
And  I  entered  the  Haven  of  Rest. 


Cho. — I've  anchored  my  soul  in  the  Haven 

of  Rest, 
I'll  sail  the  wide  seas  no  more ; 
The    tempest    may    sweep    o'er    the  wild, 

stormy  deep, 
In  Jesus  I'm  safe  evermore. 

2   I  yielded  myself  to  His  tender  embrace, 
And  faith  taking  hold  of  the  word, 
My  fetters  fell  off,  and  I  anchored  my  soul ; 
The  Haven  of  Rest  is  my  Lord. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  The  song  of  my  soul,  since  the  Lord  made 

me  whole, 
Has  been  the  old  story  so  blest, 
Of  Jesus,  Who'll  save  whosoever  will  have 
A  home  in  the  Haven  of  Rest  ! 

4  How  precious  the  thought  that  we  all  may 

recline, 
Like  John  the  beloved  and  blest, 
On  Jesus'   strong  arm,  where  no  tempest 

can  harm, — 
Secure  in  the  Haven  of  Rest ! 

5  O  come  to  the  Saviour,  He  patiently  waits 
To  save  by  His  power  Divine ; 

Come,  anchor  your  soul  in  the  Haven  of 

Rest, 
And  say,  My  Beloved  is  mine. 

H.  L.   Oilmour. 


661 

0 


Enough  for  Me. 


LOVE  surpassing  knowledge  ! 

O  grace  so  full  and  free ! 
I  know  that  Jesus  saves  me, 
And  that's  enough  for  me  ! 

Ref. — And  that's  enough  for  me ! 
Of  joy  and  peace  for  me  ! 
I  know  that  Jesus  saves  me, 
And  that's  enough  for  me ! 

2   O  wonderful  salvation  ! 

From  sin  He  makes  me  free ! 

506 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

I  have  the  sweet  assurance, 
And  that's  enough  for  me  ! 

0  blood  of  Christ  so  precious, 
Poured  out  on  Calvary  ! 

1  feel  its  cleansing  power, 
And  that's  enough  for  me  ! 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 


662 
H 


Are  You  Washed  in  the  Blood? 


AVE  you  been  to  Jesus  for  the  cleansing 
power? 

Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ? 
Are  you  fully  trusting  in   His   grace  this 
hour  ? 
Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

Cho. — Are  you  washed  in  the  blood, 

In  the  soul-cleansing  blood  of  the  Lamb? 
Are  your  garments  spotless  ?  Are  they  white 
as  snow  ? 
Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

2  Are  you  walking  daily  by  the  Saviour's  side? 

Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

Do  you  rest  each  moment  in  the  Crucified? 

Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

3  When   the   Bridegroom   cometh  will  your 

robes  be  white, 
Pure  and  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 
Will  your  soul  be  ready  for  the  mansions 
bright, 
And  be  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 
507 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

4  Lay  aside  the  garments  that   are   stained 
with  sin, 
And  be  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 
There's  a  fountain  flowing  for  the  soul  un- 
clean, 
O  be  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

OO,^      The  Comforter  Has  Come. 

0  spread  the  tidings  round,  wherever  man  is 
found, 
Wherever  human  hearts  and   human  woes 

abound; 
Let  every  Christian  tongue   proclaim  the 

joyful  sound  ! 
The  Comforter  has  come  ! 


Cho. — The  Comforter  has  come,  The  Com- 
forter has  come  ! 

The  Holy  Ghost  from  heaven,  The  Father's 
promise  given ; 

O  spread  the  tidings  round,  Wherever  man 
is  found, — 

The  Comforter  has  come. 

2   The  long,  long  night  is  past,  the  morning 
breaks  at  last; 
And  hushed  the  dreadful  wail  and  fury  of 

the  blast, 
As  o'er  the  golden  hills  the  day  advances 

fast  ! 
The  Comforter  has  come  ! 
508 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  Lo,  the  great  King  of   kings,  with  healing 

in  His  wings, 
To  every  captive  soul    a  full  deliverance 

brings ; 
And  through  the  vacant  cells  the  song  of 

triumph  rings  : 
The  Comforter  has  come  ! 

4  O  boundless   love  Divine  !  how  shall  this 

tongue  of  mine 
To   wondering  mortals  tell  the  matchless 

grace  Divine — 
That  I,  a  child  of  hell,  should  in  His  image 

shine? 
The  Comforter  has  come  ! 

5  Sing  till  the  echoes  fly  above   the  vaulted 

sky, 
And  all  the  saints  above  to  all  below  reply, 
In  strains  of  endless  love,    the  song  that 

ne'er  will  die ; 
The  Comforter  has  come? 

Rev.    K  Bottome,  D.  D. 


664 


P 11  Live  For  Him. 


MY  life,  my  love  I  give  to  Thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  Who  died  for  me ; 
O  may  I  ever  faithful  be, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Cho. — I'll  live  for  Him  Who  died  for  me, 
How  happy  then  my  life  shall  be ! 
I'll  live  for  Him  Who  died  for  me, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God ! 

509 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  I  now  believe  Thou  dost  receive, 
For  Thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live; 
And  now  henceforth  I'll  trust  in  Thee, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

3  O  Thou  Who  died  on  Calvary 

To  save  my  soul  and  make  me  free, 
I  consecrate  my  life  to  Thee, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 


665 


The  Prize  is  Set  Before  Us. 


THE  prize  is  set  before  us — 
To  win,  our  Lord  implores  us  ! 

The  eye  of  God  is  o'er  us,  From  on 
high, 
His  loving  tones  are  falling, 
While  sin  is  dark,  appalling ; 

Tis  Jesus  gently  calling — He   is  nigh, 

Cho. — By  and  by  we  shall  meet  Him, 
By  and  by  we  shall  greet  Him, 

And  with  Jesus  reign  in  glory,  By  and 
by. 
By  and  by  we  shall  meet  Him, 
By  and  by  we  shall  greet  Him, 

And  with  Jesus  reign  in  glory,  By  and 
by. 

2  We  follow  where  He  leadeth — 
We  pasture  where  He  feedeth — 

We  yield  to  Him  Who  pleadeth  From 
on  high, 

510 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

For  naught  from  Him  can  sever ; 
Our  hopes  shall  brighten  ever  ; 

And  faith  shall  fail  us  never — He  is 
nigh. 

3   Our  home  is  bright  above  us ; 
No  trials  there  to  move  us, 

But  Christ  our  Lord  to  love  us,  Dwells 
on  high ; 
We  give  our  best  endeavor  ; 
We  praise  His  name  forever; 

His  precious  words  can  never — Never 

die  Dr.  C.  R.  Backall, 

OOO     Work  for  the  Night  is  Coming. 


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ORK,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  morning  hours ; 
Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 
Work  'mid  springing  flowers ; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 
Work  in  the  glowing  sun; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 
When  man's  work  is  done. 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Work  through  the  sunny  noon; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 
Rest  comes  sure  and  soon, 
Give  every  flying  minute 
Something  to  keep  in  store; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
When  man  works  no  more 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies; 

While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work  for  daylight  flies. 

Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more ; 

Work  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

Annie  L.    Walker. 


667 

N 


Paul  and  Silas. 


IGHT  had  fallen  on  the  city, 

And  the  streets  at  last  were  still, 
Where  the  noisy  throng  the  day-long, 

Did  the  air  with  shoutings  fill ; 
And  the  weary  way-worn  travelers 

Preaching  Jesus  through  the  land, 
Were  in  deepest  dungeon  darkness, 

At  the  magistrate's  command. 

Many  stripes  to  them  were  given ; 

Many  curses  on  them  cast ; 
Many  bolts  and  bars  surround  them, 

In  the  stocks  their  feet  were  fast. 
While  the  trusty  Roman  jailer, 

All  securely  slumbering  on, 
Little  dreamed  the  mighty  wonder 

Of  the  morrow's  early  dawn. 


3   Hark  the  sighing  of  the  prisoners, 

Hear  their  moanings  loud  and  long; 
No,  again,  and  louder,  clearer, 
512 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

'Tis  the  voice  of  prayer  and  song. 
See,  the  prison  walls  are  shaking, 

And  the  door  wide  open  stands ; 
Lo,  the  earth,  the  earth  is  quaking, 

Loosed  are  every  prisoner's  bands. 

4  O  there's  not  a  cell  so  lonely, 
But  a  song  may  echo  there  ; 
O  there's  not  a  night  so  cheerless, 

But  there's  potency  in  prayer. 
Sing,  O  sing,  thou  weary  pilgrim, 

Song  will  bring  thee  heavenly  peace ; 
Pray,  O  pray,  thou  burdened  prisoner, 
God  will  give  thee  sweet  release. 

P.  P.  Bliss. 

OOO     Glory  to  God,  Hallelujah  ! 


w 


E  are  never,  never  weary  of  the  grand  old 

song; 

Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 
We  can  sing  it  loud  as  ever,  with  our  faith 
more  strong; 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujahl 


Cho. — O    the  children  of  the  Lord  have  a 

right  to  shout  and  sing, 
For  the  way   is   growing   bright,    and  our 

souls  are  on  the  wing; 
We  are  going  by  and  by  to  the  palace  of  a 

King! 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  We  are  lost  amid  the  rapture  of  redeeming 

love  ; 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 
We  are  rising  on  its  pinions   to  the  hills 

above ; 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 

3  We  are  going  to  a  palace  that   is  built  of 

gold; 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 
Where  the   King  in  all  His  splendor  we 

shall  soon  behold  ; 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 

4  There  we'll  shout  redeeming  mercy  in  a 

glad,  new  song ; 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 
There  we'll  sing  the  praise  of  Jesus  with 
the  blood-washed  throng ; 
Glory  to  God,  hallelujah  ! 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

QQly  Sweet  Peace,  the  Gift  of  God's  Love. 

THERE  comes  to  my  heart  one  sweet  strain, 
A  glad  and  a  joyous  refrain, 
I  sing  it  again  and  again, 
Sweet  peace,  the  gift  of  God's  love. 

Cho. — Peace,  peace,  sweet  peace, 
Wonderful  gift  from  above, 
O  wonderful,  wonderful  peace, 
Sweet  peace,  the  gift  of  God's  love. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  By  Christ  on  the  cross  peace  was  made, 
My  debt  by  His  death  was  all  paid, 
No  other  foundation  is  laid 

For  peace,  the  gift  of  God's  love. 

3  When  Jesus  as  Lord  I  had  crowned, 
My  heart  with  this  peace  did  abound, 
In  Him  the  rich  blessing  I  found, 
Sweet  peace  the  gift  of  God's  love. 

4  In  Jesus  for  peace  I  abide, 
And  as  I  keep  close  to  His  side, 
There's  nothing  but  peace  doth  betide, 
Sweet  pe'ace  the  gift  of  God's  love. 

P.  P.  Bilhorn. 

O  /  \J     Blessed  Moments  of  Prayer. 

OBLESSFD  moments,  richly  sweet, 
That  we  have  spent  at  Jesus'  feet ! 
O  heavenly  seasons,  sweetly  fair, 
The  moments  spent  with  Him  in  prayer. 

Cho. — Our  Jesus  loves  to  hear  us  pray 
And  honor  Him  each  day  ; 
He  meets  us  at  the  place  of  prayer  ; 
How  sweet  is  our  communion  there  ! 

2   To  mingle  love,  and  prayer,  and  praise 
To  Him  Who  crowns  with  joy  our  days  ! 
While  grouped  around  the  mercy  seat, 
O  this  is  joy  and  bliss  complete. 
515 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  If  here  we  feel  the  heavenly  thrill, 
And  heavenly  joys  our  bosom's  fill, 
What  greater  joy  can  we  have  more, 
When  we  have  reached  the  heavenly  shore. 

4  That  joy  is  sure  to  come  at  last, 
When  meetings  here  below  are  past, 
A  joy  reserved  by  heavenly  grace, 

'Tis  this — "And  they  shall  see  His  face." 

5.   If  we  His  face  with  joy  would  see, 
His  faithful  servants  we  must  be  ; 
Our  zeal  for  Him  must  swiftly  flow, 
If  we  this  bliss  supreme  would  know. 

Rev.  Edwin  L.   Watts* 

O  /  1     Shall  I  Be  Saved  To-night  f 

JESUS  is  pleading  with  my  poor  soul, 
Shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 
If  I  believe,  He  will  make  me  whole, 

Shall  I  be  saved  to-night? 
Tenderly,  sadly  I  hear  Him  say, 
How  can  you  grieve  me  from  day  to  day? 
Shall  I  go  on  in  the  old,  old  way, 
Or  shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 

2  Jesus  was  nailed  to  the  cross  for  me, 
Shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 
How  can  my  heart  so  ungrateful  be, 

Shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 
Now  He  will  save  me  by  grace  Divine, 
Now  if  I  will  I  may  call  Him  mine, 
Can  I  the  pleasures  of  earth  resign, 
O  shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 
516 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Jesus  is  knocking  at  my  poor  heart, 

Shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 
What  if  His  Spirit  should  now  depart? 

O  shall  I  be  saved  to-night ! 
Over  and  over  His  voice  I  hear, 
Sweetly  it  falls  on  my  listening  ear, 
Shall  I  reject  Him  a  Friend  so  dear, 

O  shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 

What  if  that  voice  I  should  hear  no  more, 

Shall  I  be  saved  to-night  ? 
Quickly  I'll  open  the  bolted  door, 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  to-night  ! 
Blessed  Redeemer,  come  in,  come  in, 
Pity  my  sorrow,  forgive  my  sin, 
Now  let  Thy  work  in  my  soul  begin, 

For  I  will  be  saved  to-night ! 

Fanny  J.  Crosby, 


672 
W 


What  Have  I  Done. 


HAT  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 
For  Jesus,  for  Jesus  ? 
What  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 

For  Jesus  my  Lord  ? 
If  others  labor  in  my  place, 
I  cannot  see  my  Father's  face  ; 
Have  I  been  faithful,  just  and  true, 
Have  I  done  all  I  ought  to  do  ? 

Cho. — What  have  I  done  ?  what  have  I  done? 
What  have  I  done  for  Jesus  my  Lord? 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  What  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 

For  Jesus,  for  Jesus  ? 
What  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 

For  Jesus  my  Lord? 
Have  I  been  slow  to  take  offence  ? 
Have  I  been  meek  without  pretence  ? 
Have  I  His  holy  laws  obeyed, 
And  for  His  loving  Spirit  prayed  ? 

3  What  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 

For  Jesus,  for  Jesus  ? 
What  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 

For  Jesus  my  Lord  ? 
Have  I  been  anxious  to  proclaim, 
The  glory  of  Emmanuel's  name? 
And  has  that  bliss  to  me  been  given, 
Of  winning  souls  for  God  and  heaven  ? 

4  What  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 

For  Jesus,  for  Jesus? 
What  have  I  done  to  show  my  love, 

For  Jesus  my  Lord? 
It  may  be  little  I  can  do, 
But  still  in  faith  I  will  pursue, 
And  through  my  life  my  aim  shall  be, 
To  Work  for  Him  Who  died  for  me. 

Josephine  Pollard. 

(3  /  „j  One  by  one  we^llallbe  Gathered  Hojne. 

E  are  traveling  to  a  better  land — 
One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home — 
And  we'll  trust  the  Saviour's  guiding  hand  : 
One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home. 

518 


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GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Cho. — Gathering,  gathering, 

One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home  ; 
Gathering,  gathering, 

One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home. 

2  We  are  drawing  nearer  every  day — 

One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home, — 
To  that  joy  that  fadeth  not  away  : 

One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home. 

3  There  we'll  meet  our  loved  ones  gone  be- 

fore— 
One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home, — 
And  we'll  dwell  with  Jesus  evermore  : 
One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home. 

4  Come,  my  brother,  join  the  happy  throng — 

One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home, — 
Singing  now  redemption's  holy  song : 
One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered  home. 

A.  J.  Showalter. 

O  /  4"  ^  Not  This  the  Land  of  Beulah  f 


I 


AM  dwelling  on  the  mountsin, 

Where  golden  sunlight  gleams 
O'er  a  land  whose  wondrous  beauty 
Far  exceeds  my  fondest  dreams  ; 
Where  the  air  is  pure,  ethereal, 

Laden  with  the  breath  of  flowers, 
They  are  blooming  by  the  fountain, 
'Neath  the  amaranthine  bowers. 
519 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Cho. — Is  not  this  the  land  of  Beulah, 
Blessed,  blessed  land  of  light, 
Where  the  flowers  bloom  forever, 
And  the  sun  is  always  bright? 

2  I  can  see  far  down  the  mountain, 

Where  I  wandered  weary  years, 
Often  hindered  in  my  journey 

By  the  ghosts  of  doubts  and  fears, 
Broken  vows  and  disappointments 

Thickly  sprinkled  all  the  way, 
But  the  Spirit  led,  unerring, 

To  the  land  I  hold  to-day. 

3  I  am  drinking  at  that  fountain, 

Where  I  ever  would  abide  ; 
For  I've  tasted  life's  pure  river, 

And  my  soul  is  satisfied  ; 
There's  no  thirsting  for  life's  pleasures, 

Nor  adorning,  rich  and  gay, 
For  I've  found  a  richer  treasure, 

One  that  fadeth  not  away. 

4  Tell  me  not  of  heavy  crosses, 

Nor  the  burdens  hard  to  bear, 
For  I've  found  this  great  salvation 

Makes  each  burden  light  appear; 
And  I  love  to  follow  Jesus, 

Gladly  counting  all  but  dross, 
Worldly  honors  all  forsaking 

For  the  glory  of  the  cross. 

5  O  the  cross  has  wondrous  glory ! 

Oft  I've  proved  this  to  be  true ; 
When  I'm  in  the  way  so  narrow, 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


I  can  see  a  pathway  through ; 
And  how  sweetly  Jesus  whispers, 

Take  the  cross,  thou  needest  not  fear, 
For  I've  tried  the  way  before  thee, 

And  the  glory  lingers  near.  Anon. 


675 


He  is  Calling. 


THERE'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy, 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea  : 
There's  a  kindness  in  His  justice 

Which  is  more  than  liberty. 
He  is  is  calling,  Come  to  me  ! 
Lord,  I  gladly  haste  to  Thee. 

676     Behold,  What  Love! 

BEHOLD,  what  love,  what  boundless  love, 
The  Father  hath  bestowed 
On  sinners  lost,  that  we  should  be 
Now  called  the  sons  of  God  ! 

Cho. — Behold,  what  manner  of  love! 

What  manner  of  love  the  Father  hath  be- 
stowed upon  us, 
That  we,  that  we  should  be  called, 
Should  be  called  the  sons  of  God. 

2   No  longer  far  from  Him,  but  now 
By  "precious  blood"  made  nigh  • 
Accepted  in  the  "Well-beloved," 
Near  to  God's  heart  we  lie. 

521 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

What  we  in  glory  soon  shall  be, 

It  doth  not  yet  appear; 
But  when  our  precious  Lord  we  see, 

We  shall  His  image  bear. 

With  such  a  blessed  hope  in  view, 

We  would  more  holy  be, 
More  like  our  risen,  glorious  Lord, 

Whose  face  we  soon  shall  see. 

M.  S.  S. 


677 

G 


God  Be  With  You. 


OD  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
By  His  counsels  guide,  uphold  yoUj 
With  his  sheep  securely  fold  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 


Cho. — Till  we  meet!  Till  we  meet! 
Till  we  meet  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Till  we  meet !   Till  we  meet ! 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

2  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 

'Neath  his  wings  protecting  hide  you, 
Daily  manna  still  provide  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

3  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 

When  life's  perils  thick  confound  you. 
Put  His  arms  unfailing  round  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

522 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

4  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 

Keep  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you, 
Smite   death's   threatening   wave   before 
you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

v)  /  O       The  Very  Sa??ie  Jesus. 


c 


OME,  sinners  to  the  Living  One, 

He's  just  the  same  Jesus 
As  when  He  raised  the  widow's  son, 

The  very  same  Jesus. 


Cho. — The  very  same  Jesus, 

The.  wonder  working  Jesus  ; 
O  praise  His  name, 
He's  just  the  same, 
The  very  same  Jesus. 

2  Come,  feast  upon  the  Living  Bread, 

He's  just  the  same  Jesus 
As  when  the  multitudes  He  fed, 
The  very  same  Jesus. 

3  Come,  tell  Him  all  your  griefs  and  fears, 

He's  just  the  same  Jesus 
As  when  he  shed  those  loving  tears, 
The  very  same  Jesus 

4  Come  unto  Him  for  clearer  light, 

He's  just  the  same  Jesus 
As  when  He  gave  the  blind  their  sight, 
The  very  same  Jesus. 

523 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

5  Calm  'midst  the  waves  of  trouble  be, 

He's  just  the  same  Jesus 
As  when  He  hushed  the  raging  sea, 
The  very  same  Jesus. 

6  Some  day  our  raptured  eyes  shall  see 

He's  just  the  same  Jesus ; 
O  blessed  day  for  you  and  me ! 
The  very  same  Jesus. 

L   H.  Edmunds. 

O  /  9     There' s  a  Great  Day  Coming. 

THERE'S  a  great  day  coming, 
A  great  day  coming, 
There's  a  great  day  coming  by  and  by, 
When  the  saints  and  the  sinners  shall  be  part- 
ed right  and  left ; 
Are  you  ready  for  that  day  to  come  ? 

Cho. — Are  you  ready,  Are  you  ready, 
Are  you  ready  for  the  judgment  day? 

Are  you  ready,  Are  you  ready, 
For  the  judgment  day? 

2  There's  a  bright  day  coming, 
A  bright  day  coming, 

There's  a  bright  day  coming  by  and  by, 
But  its  brightness  shall  only  come  to  those 
who  love  the  Lord  ; 
Are  you  ready  for  that  day  to  come  ? 

3  There's  a  sad  day  coming, 
A  sad  day  coming, 

There's  a  sad  day  coming  by  and  by, 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

When  the  sinner  shall  hear  his  doom,  *  'depart, 
I  know  ye  not;" 
Are  you  ready  for  that  day  to  come? 

Qq \J  Revive  Us  Again. 

WE  praise  Thee,  O   God !   for  the  Son  of 
Thy  love, 
For  Jesus  Who  died  and  is  now  gone  above. 

Cho. — Hallelujah!   Thine  the  glory  ; 
Hallelujah  !  amen  ! 
Hallelujah  !   Thine  the  glory  ; 
Revive  us  again. 

2  We  praise  Thee,  O   God !   for  Thy  Spirit 

of  light, 
Who  has  shown  us  our  Saviour  and  scat- 
tered our  night. 

3  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that  was 

slain, 
Who  has  borne  all  our  sins,  and  has  cleansed 
every  stain.  Wm.  P.  Mackay. 

v)0 1  Move  Forward. 

MOVE  forward!  valiant  men  and  strong, 
Ye  who  have  prayed  and  labored  long, 
The  time  has  come  for  you  to  rise, 
For  lo  !   the  sun  rolls  up  the  skies. 

Cho. — Move  forward,  move  forward, 
All  along  the  line  ; 
Move  forward,  move  forward, 
The  light  begins  to  shine. 

525 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  Move  forward  !  each  and  every  one, 
The  golden  harvest  is  begun, 

Ye  reapers,  come  from  glen  and  glade 
And  wield  the  sickle's  glittering  blade. 

3  Move  forward  !  reaping  as  you  move  ! 
Angels  are  watching  from  above  ! 
Around  are  witnesses  a  host, 
Arouse  ye  now  and  save  the  lost. 

4  Move  forward  !  day  will  die  full  soon, 
How  quickly  evening  follows  noon, 
Now  is  the  time  to  work  and  pray — 
Let  glory  crown  the  dying  day. 

G.   W.  Crofts. 

\jQ  £^     Sinner,  Jesus  Loves  You. 

SINNER,  Jesus  loves  you, 
Story  old  and  new ; 
Follow  Him  nor  count  the  cost, 
For  dearly  He  loves  you. 

Cho. — Sinner,  Jesus  loves  you  well, 

More  than  human  tongue  can  tell; 
All  His  holy  counsels  do, 
For  dearly  He  loves  you. 

2   Jesus,  Friend  of  sinners, 
In  the  garden  knew 
Agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  all  for  love  of  you. 

526 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  On  the  cross  of  Calvary 
Your  Redeemer  view ; 
Pierced  hand  and  bleeding  side 
Were  all  for  love  of  you. 

4  Life  He  freely  offered  ; 
More  He  could  not  do  ; 
Full  atonement  Jesus  made, 
And  all  for  love  of  you, 

5  At  your  heart  He  standeth, 
Knocketh,  pleadeth,  too  ; 
Patiently  He  waiteth  there, 

And  all  for  love  of  you.  /.  SiHs. 


683 
W 


He  Came  to  Save  Me. 


HEN  Jesus  laid  His  crown  aside, 
He  came  to  save  me ; 
When  on  the  cross  He  bled  and  died, 
He  came  to  save  me. 


Cho. — I'm  so  glad,  I'm  so  glad, 

I'm  so  glad  that  Jesus  came, 
And  grace  is  free, 
I'm  so  glad,  'm  so  glad, 
I'm  so  glad  that  Jesus  came, 
He  came  to  save  me. 

2   In  my  poor  heart  He  deigns  to  dwell, 
He  came  to  save  me  ; 
O,  praise  His  name,  I  know  it  well, 
He  came  to  save  me. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  With  gentle  hand  He  leads  me  still, 

He  came  to  save  me  ; 
And  trusting  Him  I  fear  no  ill, 
He  came  to  save  me. 

4  To  Him  my  faith  with  rapture  clings, 

He  came  to  save  me  ; 
To  Him  my  heart  looks  up  and  sings, 
He  came  to  save  me.  H.  E.  Blair. 


684 
I 


Christ  Is  All. 


entered  once  a  home  of  care, 
For  age  and  penury  were  there, 

Yet  peace  and  joy  withal; 
I  asked  the  lonely  mother  whence 
Her  helpless  widowhood's  defence; 

She  told  me,  Christ  was  All. 

Cho.— Christ  is  All,  All  in  all, 
Yes,  Christ  is  All  in  all ; 
Christ  is  All,  All  in  all, 
Yes,  Christ  is  All  in  all. 

2  I  stood  beside  a  dying  bed 
Where  lay  a  child  with  aching  head, 

Waiting  for  Jesus'  call ; 
I  marked  his  smile  ;  'twas  sweet  as  May 
And  as  his  spirit  passed  away 

He  whispered,  Christ  is  all. 

3  I  saw  the  martyr  at  the  stake  ; 

The  flames  could  not  his  courage  shake, 
Nor  death  his  soul  appall; 

528 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

I  asked  him  whence  his  strength  was  given, 
He  looked  triumphantly  to  heaven 
And  answered,  Christ  is  All. 

4  I  saw  the  gospel  herald  go 

To  Afric's  sand  and  Greenland's  snow, 

To  save  from  Satan's  thrall ; 
Not  home  nor  life  he  counted  dear, 
'Midst  want  and  perils  owned  no  fear, 
He  felt  that  Christ  is  All. 

5  Then  come  to  Christ,  O  come  to-day ! 
The  Father,  Son  and  Spirit  say, 

The  Bride  repeats  the  call; 
For  He  will  cleanse  your  guilty  stains, 
His  love  will  soothe  your  weary  pains, 

For  Christ  is  All  in  all. 

W.A.   Williams 

685    Is  My  Name  Written  There? 

LORD,  I  care  not  for  riches, 
Neither  silver  nor  gold ; 
I  would  make  sure  of  heaven, 

I  would  enter  the  fold  ; 
In  the  book  of  Thy  kingdom, 

With  its  page  white  and  fair, 
Tell  me,  Jesus,  my  Saviour, 
Is  my  name  written  there? 

Cho. — Is  my  name  written  there, 
On  the  page  white  and  fair? 
In  the  book  of  Thy  kingdom, 
Is  my  name  written  there ; 
529 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Lord,  my  sins  they  are  many, 

Like  the  sands  of  the  sea, 
But  Thy  blood,  O  my  Saviour, 

Is  sufficient  for  me  ; 
For  Thy  promise  is  written 

In  bright  letters  that  glow, 
"Though  your  sins  be  as  scarlet, 

I  will  make  them  like  snow." 

O  that  beautiful  city, 

With  its  mansions  of  light, 
With  its  glorified  beings 

In  pure  garments  of  white ; 
Where  no  evil  thing  cometh 

To  despoil  what  is  fair; 
Where  the  angels  are  watching, 

Yes,  my  name's  written. 

Mrs.  Mary  A.  Kidder. 


686 
I 


I  Must  Tell  Jesus. 


MUST  tell  Jesus  all  of  my  trials; 

I  cannot  bear  these  burdens  alone  ; 
In  my  distress  He  kindly  will  help  me; 
He  ever  loves  and  cares  for  His  Own. 

Cho. — I  must  tell  Jesus  !   I  must  tell  Jesus  ! 
I  cannot  bear  my  burdens  alone  ; 
I  must  tell  Jesus  !   I  must  tell  Jesus  ! 
Jesus  can  help  me,  Jesus  alone. 

2   I  must  tell  Jesus  all  of  my  troubles  ; 
He  is  a  kind,  compassionate  Friend ; 
If  I  but  ask  Him,  He  will  deliver, 
Make  of  my  troubles  quickly  an  end. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  Tempted  and  tried  I  need  a  great  Saviour, 

One  Who  can  help  my  burdens  to  bear; 
I  must  tell  Jesus,  I  must  tell  Jesus  ; 

He  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  will  share. 

4  O  how  the  world  to  evil  allures  me  ! 

O  how  my  heart  is  tempted  to  sin  ! 

I  must  tell  Jesus,  and  He  will  help  me 

Over  the  world  the  victory  to  win. 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffman. 

OO  /  Hidi7ig  in  the  Rock. 


I 


N  the  Rock  of  Ages  hiding, 

I  have  found  a  sure  retreat; 
In  the  Refuge  now  abiding, 
I  have  found  a  joy  complete. 


Cho. — While  the  storm  around  me  rages, 
And  the  angry  billows  roar, 

1  am  hiding  in  the  Rock  of  Ages, 

I  am  safe  forever  more. 

2  In  the  Rock  of  Ages  resting, 

I  enjoy  a  sweet  repose, 
Where  the  grace  of  God  forever, 
Like  a  mighty  river  flows. 

3  In  the  Rock  of  Ages  trusting, 

I  am  kept  in  perfect  peace ; 
In  the  hope  of  glory  waiting, 
Till  the  toil  of  life  shall  cease. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler* 

53i 


688 

S 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

The  Fair  Watchword. 


EE  how  the  hosts  of  Christ  endeavor 

His  name  to  spread ; 
Through  Him  we  conquer  now  and  ever; 

By  Him  we're  gently  led. 
O'er  many  a  rugged  moor  and  mountain 

Onward  we  move. 
Quenching  our  thirst  in  Christ  the  fountain 

Of  everlasting  love. 

Cho. — All  for  Jesus  !  All  for  Jesus  ! 
Is  our  watchword  fair; 
Waft,  waft  our  battle  cry,  ye  breezes; 
His  name  we  will  declare. 

2  For  God  and  every  land  we  labor 

In  His  dear  name, 
Seeing  in  every  man  a  neighbor 

Whom  for  our  Lord  we  claim. 
Work  while  'tis  day,  the  Master  calleth, 

Night  soon  will  come  ; 
If  at  his  post  the  servant  falleth, 

His  Lord  will  take  him  home. 

3  Soon  will  the  weary  march  be  ended, 

Soon  shall  we  rest ; 
With  loved  ones  shall  our  songs  be  blended, 

With  loved  immortals  blest. 
Transporting  is  the  Christian's  prospect, 

As  night  comes  on; 
We  trust  for  strength  in  Christ's  upholding, 
And  thus  our  race  we  run. 

Rev.  U.  F.  Swengel. 
532 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


Q&Qshall  We  Find  Them  at  the  Portals? 

WILL  they  meet  us,  cheer  and  greet  us, 
Those  we  loved,  who've  gone  before? 
Shall  we  find  them  at  the  portals, 
Find  our  beautified  immortals, 

When  we  reach  that  radiant  shore  ? 


Cho. — They  will  meet  us,  cheer  and  greet  us, 
Those  we've  loved  who've  gone  before? 
We  shall  find  them  at  the  portals, 
Find  our  beautified  immortals, 

When  we  reach,  when  we  reach  that  ra- 
diant shore. 

2  Hearts  are  broken  for  some  token 

That  they  live  and  love  us  yet; 
And  we  ask,  Can  those  who've  left  us, 
Of  love's  look  and  tone  bereft  us, 

Though  in  heaven,  can  they  forget? 

3  And  we  often,  as  days  soften, 

And  comes  out  the  evening  star, 
Looking  westward,  sit  and  wonder 
Whether,  when  so  far  asunder, 

They  still  think  how  dear  they  are  ? 

4  Past  yon  portals,  our  immortals, 

Those  who  walk  with  Him  in  white, 
Do  they,  mid  their  bliss,  recall  us, 
Know  they  what  events  befall  us, 

Will  our  coming  wake  delight? 

Rev.  J.  E.  Rankin 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Q  vj [J     Standijig  on  the  P?o??iiscs. 

STANDING  on  the  promises  of  Christ  mv 
King, 
Through  eternal  ages  let  His  praises  ring; 
Glory  in  the  highest,  I  will  shout  and  sing, 
Standing  on  the  promises  of  God. 

Cho. — Standing,  Standing, 

Standing  on  the  promises  of  God  my  Sav- 
iour ; 
Standing,  Standing, 
I'm  standing  on  the  promises  of  God. 

2  Standing  on  the  promises  that  cannot  fail, 
When  the  howling  storms  of  doubt  and  fear 

assail; 
By  the  living  Word  of  God  I  shall  prevail, 
Standing  on  the  promises  of  God. 

3  Standing  on  the  promises  I  now  can  see 
Perfect,   present  cleansing  in  the  blood  for 

me; 
Standing  in  the  liberty  where  Christ  makes 

free, 
Standing  on  the  promises  of  God. 

4  Standing  on   the    promises    of    Christ  the 

Lord, 
Bound  to   Him  eternally  by  love's  strong 

cord, 
Overcoming  daily  with  the   Spirit's  sword. 
.    Standing  on  the  promises  of  God. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

5   Standing  on  the  promises  I  cannot  fall, 
Listening  every  moment  to  the  Spirit's  call, 
Resting  in  my  Saviour,  as  my  All  in  all, 
Standing  on  the  promises  o£  God. 

R.  Kelso  Carter. 

v)yi        The  Saviour  is  Coming . 

THE  morning  is  dawning,  behold, 
Away  roll  the  shadows  of  night, 
The  King  is  approaching  in  purple  and  gold, 
His  countenance  beaming  with  light. 

Cho. — The  Saviour  is  coming  I  know, 
The  Saviour  is  coming  I  know, 
My  lamp  is  aflame  with  the  oil  of  His 

grace, 
And  gladly,  to  meet  Him  I  go. 

2  O  long  have  I  waited  to  greet 

My  Lord  in  the  clouds  of  the  sky ! 
And  now  He  is  coming ;   the  vision  how 
sweet ! 
My  Jesus,  my  Saviour  is  nigh. 

3  He  cometh  to  take  me  away 

From  sickness  and  suffering  here, 
To  mansions  eternal  more  lovely  than  day 
That  now  in  his  glory  appear. 

4  Rejoicing  I  ever  shall  reign 

With  Christ  in  His  Kingdom  above, 
And  sing  the  glad  triumphs  of  Him  Who 
was  slain 
Redeeming  my  soul  in  His  love. 

Rev.  G.   IV.  Crofls. 

535 


692 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Lift  Me  Higher. 


LIFT  me  higher !  lift  me  higher  ! 
From  these  scenes  of  pain  and  night, 
Bear  me  up  on  angel's  pinions 
To  the  world  of  spirits  bright. 

Cho. — Lift  me  higher,  higher,  higher, 
Till  my  spirit  takes  its  flight 
Far  beyond  this  world  of  darkness 
To  the  realms  of  endless  light. 

2  Let  not  earth's  delusive  pleasures 

Serve  my  highest  joys  to  blight, 
I  would  range  the  fields  of  glory 
In  celestial  worlds  of  light. 

3  Lift  me  higher !   lift  me  higher ! 

In  afflictions  darkest  hour 
Let  my  faith  surmount  the  trial 
In  the  strength  of  Jesus'  power. 

4  Lift  me  higher !   lift  me  higher  ! 

Till  by  faith  the  land  I  see 
Where  the  ransomed  from  affliction, 
Grief  and  pain  are  ever  free. 

5  When  death's  shadows  gather  round  me, 

Plume  my  spirit  for  its  flight 
To  the  land  that  knows  no  sorrow, 
Neither  pain  nor  death  nor  night. 

S.  V.  R.  Ford. 
536 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

(3y  ^  H™  Yoke  is  Easy. 

THE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  I'll  not  want, 
He  makes  me  down  to  lie 
In  pastures  green;   He  leadeth  me 
The  quiet  waters  by. 

Cho. — His  yoke  is  easy,  His  burden  is  light ; 
I've  found  it  so,  I've  found  it  so, 
He  leadeth  me,  by  day  and  by  night, 
Where  living  waters  flow. 

2  My  soul  He  doth  restore  again  ; 

And  me  to  walk  doth  make 
Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
Ev'n  for  His  Own  name's  sake. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  in  death's  dark  vale, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
For  Thou  art  with  me,  and  Thy  rod 
And  staff  me  comfort  still. 

4  My  table  Thou  hast  furnished 

In  presence  of  my  foes  ; 
My  head  Thou  dost  with  oil  anoint, 
And  my  cup  overflows. 

5  Goodness  and  mercy,  all  my  life, 

Shall  surely  follow  me  ; 
And  in  God's  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 


694 
I 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

A  Sinner  Like  Me. 


WAS  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour, 
And  as  vile  as  a  sinner  could  be, 

I  wondered  if  Christ  the  Redeemer 
Could  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 


2  I  wondered  on  in  the  darkness, 

Not  a  ray  of  light  could  I  see; 
And  the  thought  filled  my  heart  with  sad- 
ness, 
There's  no  hope  for  a  sinner  like  me. 

3  And  then,  in  that  dark  lonely  hour, 

A  voice  sweetly  whispered  to  me, 
Saying,  Christ  the  Redeemer  has  power 
To  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

4  I  listened,  and  lo  !  'twas  the  Saviour 

That  was  speaking  so  kindly  to  me, 
I  cried,  I'm  the  chief  of  sinners, 

Thou  canst  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

5  I  then  fully  trusted  in  Jesus, 

And  O  what  a  joy  came  to  me ; 
My  heart  was  filled  with  His  praises, 
For  saving  a  sinner  like  me. 

6  No  longer  in  darkness  I'm  walking, 

For  the  light  is  now  shining  on  me, 
And  now  unto  others  I'm  telling 

How  he  saved  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

533 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

7  And  when  life's  journey  is  over, 
And  I  the  dear  Saviour  shall  see, 
I'll  praise  Him  forever  and  ever 

For  saving  a  sinner  like  me.    C.  J.  Butler. 

695    '  The  Voice  of  the  Blood. 

MY  heart  was  burdened  long  with  sin's  op- 
pressive load ; 
I  knew  not  where  to  find  relief 
Until  I  heard  a  voice  which  spake  in  ac- 
cents clear 
The  Christ  has  borne  thy  sin  and  grief. 

Cho. — The  voice  of  the  blood  is  speaking 
now  to  me, 
It  tells  me  of  a  Saviour's  love  : 
My  sins  are  washed  away,  my  soul  is 
free  ; 
I  have  the  witness  from  above. 

2  I  turned  to  see  the  Lamb  which  takes  our 

guilt  away ; 
I  heard  him  bid  me,  Look  and  live  : 
I   looked,   and   lo,   my  soul   was   cleansed 

from  every  stain; 
I  could  no  longer  droop  and  grieve. 

3  The  cross  of  Jesus   Christ  has  borne  the 

awful  load, 
Too  heavy  for  my  weary  soul; 
My  sins  are  washed  away,  I  am  forever  free  ; 
The  blood  has  made  me  clean  and  whole. 
Rev.  U.  F,  Swengel, 
539 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


Qy  O     Angels  Hovering  Round. 

THERE  are  angels  hovering  round, 
There  are  angels  hovering  round, 
There  are  angels,  angels  hovering  round. 

2  They  will  carry  the  tidings  home,  etc. 

3  To  the  New  Jerusalem,  etc. 

4  Poor  sinners  are  coming  home,  etc. 

5  And  Jesus  bids  them  come,  etc. 

6  There's  glory  all  around,  etc. 

(39  /  Lead  Me,  Saviour. 


SAVI 
G 


AVIOUR,  lead  me  lest  I  stray ; 

ently  lead  me  all  the  way; 
I  am  safe  when  by  Thy  side ; 
I  would  in  Thy  love  abide. 


Cho. — Lead  me,  lead  me, 

Saviour,  lead  me,  lest  I  stray ; 
Gently  down  the  stream  of  time, 
Lead  me,  Saviour,  all  the  way. 

2  Thou  the  Refuge  of  my  soul 
When  life's  stormy  billows  roll; 
I  am  safe  when  Thou  art  nigh ; 
All  my  hopes  on  Thee  rely. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


Saviour,  lead  me  then  at  last, 
When  the  storm  of  life  is  past, 
To  the  land  of  endless  day 
Where' all  tears  are  wiped  away. 

Frank  M.  Davis. 


698 


My  Precious  Bible. 


LIKE  a  star  of  the  morning  in  its  beauty, 
Like  a  sun  is  the  Bible  to  my  soul ; 
Shining  clear  on  the  way  of  love  and  duty, 
As  I  hasten  on  my  journey  to  the  goal. 

Cho. — Holy  Bible  !   My  precious  Bible  ! 
Gift  of  God  and  lamp  of  life,  my  beautiful 

Bible  ! 
I  will  cling  to  the  dear,  old,  Holy  Bible, 
As  I  hasten  to  the  city  of  the  King. 

2  'Tis  a  light  in  the  wilderness  of  sorrow, 
And  a  lamp  on  the  weary  pilgrim  way, 
And  it  guides  to  the  bright,  eternal  morrow, 
Shining  more  and  more  unto   the  perfect 

day. 

3  'Tis  the  voice  of  a  friend  forever  near  me, 
In  the  toil  and  the  battle  here  below, 

In  the  gloom  of  the  valley  it  will  cheer  me, 
Till  the  glory  of  His  kingdom  I  shall  know. 

4  It  shall  stand  in  its  beauty  and  its  glory, 
When  the  earth  and  the  heavens  pass  away, 
Ever  telling  the  blessed,  wondrous  story, 
Of  the  Loving  Lamb,  the  only  Living  Way. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler, 
54i 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

v)y  y     How  They  Sing  Up  Yonder, 

WHEN  the  sinner  turns  from  sin. 
How  they  sing  up  yonder  ! 
Comes  to  Christ  sweet  peace  to  win, 

How  they  sing  up  yonder  ! 

Asks  for  cleansing  in  the  blood, 

Sings  beneath  the  healing  flood, 

Rises,  cleansed  and  owned  of  God, 

How  they  sing  up  yonder! 

2  When  the  wanderer  seeks  his  home, 

How  they  sing  up  yonder ! 
Just  a  servant  to  become, 

How  they  sing  up  yonder  ! 
Leaves  the  byways  cold  and  bare, 
Seeks  again  a  Father's  care, 
All  His  wealth  of  love  to  share, 

How  they  sing  up  yonder! 

3  Brother,  would  you  join  the  song, 

In  the  home  up  yonder! 
Sing  while  ages  roll  along, 

In  the  home  up  yonder? 
Then  forsake  the  path  so  cold, 
Fly  to  Jesus  and  His  fold, 
That  your  name  may  be  enrolled, 

In  the  home  up  yonder.  H.  E.Jones. 

J \J\J         Clea?ising  Wave. 

ONOW  I  see  the  cleansing  wave  ! 
The  fountain  deep  and  wide ; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  mighty  to  save, 
Points  to  His  wounded  side. 

542 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Cho. — The  cleansing  stream  I  see,  I  see  ! 
I  plunge,  and  O  it  cleanseth  me  ! 
O  praise  the  Lord  !  it  cleanseth  me; 
It  cleanseth  me — yes,  cleanseth  me. 

2  I  rise  to  walk  in  heaven's  own  light, 

Above  the  world  of  sin, 
With  heart  made  pure  and  garments  white, 
And  Christ  enthroned  within. 

3  Amazing  grace  !  'tis  heaven  below 

To  feel  the  blood  applied ; 
And  Jesus,  only  Jesus,  know, 

My  JesUS  crucified.  Mrs.  Phcebe  Palmer. 

1  \J  1        Trusting  in  the  Promise. 

HAVE  found  repose  for  my  weary  soul, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour; 
And  a  harbor  safe  when  the  billows  roll, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour; 
I  will  fear  no  foe  in  the  deadly  strife, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour ; 
I  will  bear  my  lot  in  the  toil  of  life, 

Trusting  in  the  promise   of  the  Saviour. 

Ref. — Resting  on  His  mighty  arm  forever, 
Never  from  His  loving  heart  to  sever; 
I  will  rest  by  grace  in  His  strong  embrace, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour. 

2  I  will  sing  my  song  as  the  days  go  by, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour ; 
And  rejoice  in  hope  while  I  live  or  die, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of   the  Saviour. 


I 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

I  can  smile  at  grief  and  abide  in  pain, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour; 

And  the  loss  of  all  shall  be  highest  gain, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour. 

O  the  peace  and  joy  of  the  life  I  live, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour  ; 
O  the  strength  and  grace  only  God  can 
give, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour. 
Whosoever  will  may  be  saved  to-day, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour  ; 
And  begin  to  walk  in  the  holy  way, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Saviour. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler. 


J  yj  £     Sweepi?ig  Through  the  Gates. 

YT7HO,  who  are  these  beside  the  chilly  wave, 
n       Just  on  the  border  of  the  silent  grave, 
Shouting  Jesus'  power  to  save, 

Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 


Cho. — "Sweeping  through  the  gates"  to  the 
New  Jerusalem, 
"Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb." 
"Sweeping  through  the  gates"  to  the 
New  Jerusalem, 
"Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. " 
$th-6th — Sweeping  through  the  streets  of  the 
New  Jerusalem. 

544 


GOSPEL  SONGS 

2  These,  these  are  they  who  in  their  youthful 

days 
Found  Jesus  early,  and  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Proved  the  fullness  of  His  grace, 
Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

3  These,  these  are    they  who    in  affliction's 

woes, 
Ever  have  found  in  Jesus  calm  repose, 
Such  as  from  a  pure  heart  flows, 
Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

4  These,  these  are  they  who  in  the  conflict 

dire, 
Boldly  have  stood  amid  the  hottest  fire, 
Jesus  now  says,  Come  up  higher; 
Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

5  Safe,  safe  upon  the  ever- shining  shore, 
Sin,  pain,  and  death,  and  sorrow  all  are  o'er; 
Happy  now  and  evermore, 

Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

6  May  we,  0  Lord,  be  now  entirely  Thine, 
Daily  from  sin  be  kept  by  power  Divine, 
Then  in  heaven  the  saints  we'll  join, 

Washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

T.   C.   O'Kane. 

703      Witt  Jesus  Find  Us  Watching? 

HEN  Jesus  comes  to  reward  His  servants, 
Whether  it  be  noon  or  night, 
Faithful  to  Him  will  He  find  us  watching, 
With  our  lamps  all  trimmed  and  bright? 


w 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Cho. — O,  can  we  say  we  are  ready,  brother? 

Ready  for  the  soul's  bright  home? 

Say   will    He   find    you   and   me   still 

watching, 

Waiting,  waiting  when  the  Lord  shall 

come? 

2  If  at  the  dawn  of  the  early  morning, 

He  shall  call  us  one  by  one, 
When  to  the  Lord  we  restore  our  talents, 
Will  He  answer  thee,  Well  done? 

3  Have  we  been  true  to  the  trust  He  left  us  ? 

Do  we  seek  to  do  our  best? 
If  in  our  hearts  there  is  naught  condemn  us, 
We  shall  have  a  glorious  rest. 

4  Blessed  are   those   whom   the   Lord    finds 

watching, 
In  His  glory  they  shall  share ; 
If  He  shall  come  at  the  dawn  or  midnight, 
Will  He  find  us  watching  there? 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


704 


Silent  Night. 


SILENT  night !   Holy  night ! 
All  is  calm,  all  is  bright 
Round  yon  virgin  mother  and  Child ! 
Holy  Infant,  so  tender  and  mild, 
Sleep  in  heavenly  peace. 

2  Silent  Night !   Holy  Night ! 
Shepherds  quake  at  the  sight ! 

546 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

Glories  Stream  from  heaven  afar 
Heavenly  hosts  sing  Alleluia, 
Christ  the  Saviour  is  born. 

3   Silent  Night!   Holy  night ! 
Son  of  God,  love's  pure  light 
Radiant  because  from  Thy  holy  face, 
With  the  dawn  of  redeeming  grace, 
Jesus,  Lord,  at  Thy  birth. 

705   The  Blood  is  Al1  My  Pka- 


I 


KNEW  that  God  in  His  Word  had  spoken, 

The  power  of  sin  can  all  be  broken, 
The  heart  held  captive,  yet  be  free ; 
Lord,  is  this  blessing  not  for  me? 


Cho. — 1|  :The  blood,  the  blood  is  all  my  plea, 
Hallelujah!  it  cleanseth  me.  :|| 

2  Must  I  go  on  in  sin  and  sorrow, 
To-day  in  sunshine,  clouds  to-morrow? 
First  I'm  sinning,  then  repenting, 
Now  I'm  stubborn,  then  relenting. 

3  With  anguish  wrung,  I  cried,  My  Lord, 
Is  there  not  power  in  Jesus'  blood 

To  make  in  me  a  perfect  cure, 

To  cleanse  my  heart  and  keep  it  pure? 

4  O  yes,  His  love  will  take  me  in, 

The  blood  will  cleanse  me  from  all  sin, 
Will  wash  away  my  guilty  stains, 
And  cleanse  till  not  one  spot  remains. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


5   And  there  I  stand  this  very  hour, 
Kept  by  Almighty  keeping  power; 
Temptations  come,  the  blood's  my  plea, 
The  precious  blood  now  cleanses  me. 

Rev.  F.  C.  Baker. 

706  Give  Me  Thy  Heart- 

TO  thee,  who  from  the  narrow  road, 
In  sinful  ways  so  long  hast  trod, 
How  kindly  speaks  Thy  Father,  God, 
"My  son,  give  me  thy  heart." 

Cho. — My  son,  my  son, 

Give  me  thy  heart, 
O  hear  and  heed  thy  Father's  call, 
And  give  to  Him  thy  heart. 
Last  Verse — I  hear,  and  heed  my  Father's  call, 
And  give  to  Him  my  heart. 

2  Ah,  well  that  gentle  voice  I  know, 
For  oft  it  called  me  long  ago, 
And  now  to  thee  it  whispers  low, 
"My  son,  give  me  thy  heart."     " 

3  "My  son  !  "  O  word  of  mighty  grace, 
That  children  of  our  mortal  race, 

With  sons  of  God  may  take  their  place, — 
"My  son,  give  me  thy  heart." 

4  How  great  that  Father's  love  must  be, 
How  fond  His  yearnings  after  thee, 
That  He  should  say  so  tenderly, 
"My  son,  give  me  thy  heart." 

548 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

5  How  patient  hath  His  Spirit  been, 
To  follow  thee  through  all  thy  sin, 
And  plead  thy  wayward  soul  to  win, 
"My  son,  give  me  thy  heart." 

6  O  God,  my  Father,  I  obey, 

I  come,  I  come,  to  Thee  to-day, 
"Here  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
I  give  to  Thee  my  heart." 

Rev.  J.  H.  Sammis. 

707  The  Man  °f  Galilee. 

A  WONDROUS  boon  to  man  is  given, 
A  gift  of  priceless  worth, 
God's  only  Son,  the  Prince  of  heaven, 

To  save  the  lost  of  earth. 
In  lowliness  He  lived  and  wrought 

Deeds  wonderful  to  see  ; 
And  multitudes  with  longing  sought 
The  Man  of  Galilee. 

2  He  came  to  break  the  living  bread 

To  starving  human  kind  ; 
To  cleanse  the  leper,  raise  the  dead, 

And  heal  the  lame  and  blind ; 
He  came  to  reign  where  sin  controls, 

To  set  the  captive  free  ; 
Spake  "Peace  }'"  to  waves  and  "Peace  !  " 
to  souls, 

The  Man  of  Galilee. 

3  He  came  to  show  the  heart  of  God, 

To  give  the  weary  rest ; 
And  paths  of  deepest  sorrow  trod, 
That  sinners  might  be  blest. 

549 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

He  loved  you  since  the  world  began, 

He  died  to  make  you  free ; 
To  be  your  Saviour,  rose  again, 

The  Christ  of  Galilee. 
O  will  you  take  His  love  Divine? 

Choose  now  the  better  part, 
Let  all  His  saving  grace  be  thine, 

And  give  to  Him  thy  heart. 
His  great  compassion  longs  to  bless, — 

O  hearken  to  His  plea, 
Make  Him  Thy  Strength  and  Righteous- 
ness, 

The  Christ  of  Galilee.  c.  E.  Breck. 


708 


He  Has  Come. 


HE    has     come  !   He  has   come !    My    Re- 
deemer has  come, 
He  has  taken  my  heart  as  His  Own  chosen 

home ; 
At    last    I    have   given    the    welcome    He 

sought. 
He  has  come  and  His  coming  all  gladness 
has  brought. 

Cho. — Joy  !  joy  is  mine,  My  Saviour  Divine, 
Comes  to  abide  with  me,  with  me, 
Comes  to  abide,  ever  to  abide, 
My  own  loving  Saviour  abideth  with  me. 

2   He   has  come  !    He   has  come !   My  Love 
and  my  Lord, 
Every  thought  of  my  being  is  swayed  by 
His  word : 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

He  has  come  !  and  He  rules  in  the  realm 

of  my  soul, 
And  His  scepter  is  love,  O  blessed  control ! 

3  He  has  come  !   He  has  come  !    O  happiest 

heart, 
He  has  given  His  word  that  He  will  not 

depart; 
No  trouble  can  enter,  no  evil  can  come 
To  the  heart  where  the  God  of  peace  has 

His  home. 

4  He  has  come  to  abide,  and  holy  must  be 
The  place  where  my  Lord  deigns  to  ban- 
quet with  me ; 

And  this  is  my  prayer,  Lord,   since  Thou 

art  come, 
Make  meet  for  Thy  presence  my  heart  as 

Thy  home.  Mrs.  J.  H.  Knowles. 

J ^(jy     My  Jesus,  I  Love  Thee. 

MY  Jesus,   I  love  Thee,   I  know  Thou  art 
mine ; 
For  Thee  all  the  follies  of  sin  I  resign  : 
My  gracious   Redeemer,    my   Saviour  art 

Thou, 
If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 

2   I  love  Thee,  because  Thou  hast  first  loved 
me, 
And  purchased  my  pardon    on   Calvary's 

tree  ; 

551- 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

I  love  Thee  for  wearing  the  thorns  on  Thy 

brow  ; 
If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 

3  I  will  love  Thee  in  life,  I  will  love  Thee  in 

death, 
And  praise  Thee  as  long  as  Thou  lendest 

me  breath; 
And  say  when  the  death-dew  lies  cold  on 

my  brow, 
If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 

4  In  mansions  of  glory  and  endless  delight, 
I'll  ever  adore  Thee  in  heaven  so  bright; 
I'll  sing  with  the  glittering  crown  on  my 

brow, 
If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  'tis  now. 

London  Hymn  Book. 


710 
"I 


He  Lives. 


KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives  :  " 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives, 
He  lives,  He  lives,  Who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  Head. 

He  lives  to  bless  me  with  His  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  with  me  above, 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

He  lives  to  silence  all  my  fears, 
He  lives  to  stoop  and  wipe  my  tears, 
He  lives  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives  all  blessings  to  impart. 


I 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

4  He  lives  my  kind,  my  faithful  Friend, 
He  lives  and  loves  me  to  the  end, 

He  lives,  and  while  He  lives,  I'll  sing, 
He  lives,  my  Prophet,  Priest  and  King. 

5  He  lives,  all  glory  to  His  name  ; 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same  ■ 

0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
"I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives." 

Rev.  Samuel  Medley. 

J  J  J       I  am  Satisfied  With  Jesus. 

AM  satisfied  with  Jesus  every  day; 
His  redeeming  blood  has  washed  my  sins 
away, 

0,  in  dark  Gethsemane  and  on  cruel  Cal- 
vary, 

What  amazing  love  He  showed  for  such  as 
me. 

Cho. — I  am  satisfied,  I  am  satisfied, 
Fully  satisfied  with  Jesus  every  day, 

1  am  satisfied,  I  am  satisfied, 

Fully  satisfied  with  Jesus  every  day. 

2  Sad  and  hopeless  once  I  wondered  all 
alone, 

Now  He  dwells  with  me  and  claims  me  as 
His  Own, 

O,  He  makes  my  pathway  bright,  for  He 
is  Himself  the  Light, 

And  His  presence  turns  to  day  life's  dark- 
est night. 

553 


GOSPEL  SONGS 

3  Though  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan  may  as- 

sail, 
O'er  the  shield  of  faith  they  never  shall 

prevail; 
I  have   given   Christ  my  all ;   I  shall  rise 

whene'er  I  fall ; 
He  will  answer  and  deliver  at  my  call. 

4  To    His    mercy   seat    I    hasten   when  op- 

pressed, • 
For  with  Jesus  there  is  perfect  peace  and 

rest ; 
So  I  take  to  Him  in  prayer  every  anxious 

weight  of  care, 
And  I  leave  it,   yes,  I  leave  it  with  Him 

there. 

5  I  am  looking  unto  Jesus  every  hour, 

I  am  trusting  in  His  faithfulness  and  power, 
Underneath    His    watchful     eye     are     the 

flames  that  purify, 
I  shall  understand  their  meaning  by  and  by. 

A.  A.  P. 


712 
H 


Fill  Me  Now. 


OVER  o'er  me,  Holy  Spirit ; 

Bathe  my  trembling  heart  and  brow  ; 
Fill  me  with  Thy  hallowed  presence, 
Come,  O,  come  and  fill  me  now. 

Cho. — Fill  me  now,  fill  me  now, 
Jesus,  come  and  fill  me  now  ; 
Fill  me  with  Thy  hallowed  presence  ;  — 
Come,  O  come  and  fill  me  now. 

554 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  Thou  canst  fill  me,  gracious  Spirit, 

Though  I  cannot  tell  Thee  how; 

But  I  need  Thee,  greatly  need  Thee, 

Come,  O,  come  and  fill  me  now. 

3  I  am  weakness,  full  of  weakness; 

At  Thy  sacred  feet  I  bow; 
Blest  Divine,  eternal  Spirit, 

Fill  with  power,  and  fill  me  now. 

4  Cleanse  and  comfort,  bless  and  save  me  ; 

Bathe,  O  bathe  my  heart  and  brow; 
Thou  art  comforting  and  saving, 
Thou  art  sweetly  filling  now. 

Rev.  E.  H.  Stokes,  D.  D. 

y  [j  Safe  in  Jesus. 

AT  the  feet  of  Jesus  lying 
Once  I  prayed  in  anguish  sore ; 
Now  His  Own  right  hand  sustains  me, 
With  His  strength  I  faint  no  more. 

Cho. — Safe  in  Jesus  now  abiding, 
I  can  smile  at  all  my  foes; 
Safe  in  Jesus,  safe  in  Jesus, 
O  how  sweet  is  my  repose. 

2   On  His  loving  breast  reclining, 
I  shall  fail  and  fall  no  more ; 
Lo,  He  whispers,  I  am  with  thee, 
Till  Thy  days  of  toil  are  o'er. 

555 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  With  the  natal  conflict  nearing, 
I  am  free  from  all  alarm  ; 
Lo,  the  Conqueror  stands  beside  me; 
He  will  keep  my  soul  from  harm. 

Rev.  II.  B.  Hartzler. 


714 


At  the  Cross. 


ALAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  He  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

Cho. — At  the  cross,  at  the  cross,  where  1  first 
saw  the  light, 
And  the  burden  of  my  heart  rolled 
away, 
It  was  there  by  faith  I  received  my 
sight, 
And  now  I  am  happy  all  the  day. 

2  Was  it  for  crimes,  that  I  have  done, 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  His  dear  cross  appears  : 
Dissolve,  my  heart;  in  thankfulness; 
And  melt,  mine  eyes,  to  tears. 

556 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 

Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


715 
H 


My  Jesus  Knows. 


OW  blest  the  thought  that  Jesus  knows 

Each  wind  that  round  me  rudely  blows, 
Each  tide  of  grief  that  o'er  me  flows, 
He  knows,  my  Jesus  knows. 

Cho. — He  knows,  O  yes,  my  Jesus  knows, 
He  knows,  O  yes,  my  Jesus  knows, 
My  hopes,  my  fears,  my  bitter  woes, 
He  knows,  my  Jesus  knows. 

2  The  bitter  cups  that  I  must  drain, 

The  thoughts  that  rack  my  weary  brain, 
The  efforts  that  seem  all  in  vain, 
He  knows,  my  Jesus  knows. 

3  The  cross  that  I  must  daily  bear, 
The  deep  anxiety  and  care, 

The  crown  of  thorns  I  too  must  wear, 
He  knows,  my  Jesus  knows. 

4  The  longings  that  pervade  my  breast, 
To  reach  my  home  and  be  at  rest 
With  Him  I  love,  a  welcome  guest, 

He  knows,  my  Jesus  knows. 

Rev.  G.   W.  Crofts. 

557 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 


J  Iq  Leani?ig  on  the  Everlasting  Arms. 

WHAT  a  fellowship,  what  a  joy  Divine, 
Leaning  on  the  Everlasting  Arms ! 
What  a  blessedness,  what  a  peace  is  mine, 
Leaning  on  the  Everlasting  Arms  ! 

Ref. — Leaning,  leaning, 

Safe  and  secure  from  all  alarms; 

Leaning,  leaning, 
Leaning  on  the  Everlasting  Arms. 

2  O  how  sweet  to  walk'  in  this  pilgrim  way, 

Leaning  on  the  Everlasting  Arms  ! 

0  how  bright  the  path  grows  from  day  to 

day, 
Leaning  on  the  Everlasting  Arms  ! 

3  What  have  I  to  dread,  what  have  I  to  fear, 

Leaning  on  the  Everlasting  Arms  ! 

1  have  peace  complete  with   my  Lord  so 

near, 
Leaning  on  the  Everlasting  Arms  ! 

Rev.  E.  A.  Hoffi7ian. 


1\1 


Key  of  C. 


MY  latest  sun  is  sinking  fast, 
My  race  is  nearly  run ; 
My  strongest  trials  now  are  past, 
My  triumph  is  begun. 

Cho. — O  come,  angel  band, 

Come,  and  around  me  stand ; 

O  bear  me  away  on  your  snowy  wings 

To  my  immortel  home. 

558 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  I  know  I'm  nearing  the  holy  ranks, 

Of  friends  and  kindred  dear, 
For  I  brush  the  dew's  on  Jordan's  banks, 
The  crossing  must  be  near. 

3  I've  almost  gained  my  heavenly  home, 

My  spirit  loudly  sings  ; 
The  holy  ones,  behold  they  come ! 
I  hear  the  noise  of  wings ! 

Jefferson  Hascall. 

y[Q  Keep  Close  to  Jesus. 

WHEN  you  start  for  the  land  of  heavenly 
rest, 
Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way  ; 
For  He  is  the  Guide,  and  He  knows  the 
way  best, 
Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way. 

Cho. — Keep  close  to  Jesus,    Keep  close   to 
Jesus, 
Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way ; 
By  day  or  by  night  never  turn  from 
the  right, 
Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way. 

2  Never  mind  the  storms  or  trials  as  you  go, 

Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way; 
'Tis  a  comfort  and  joy  His  favor  to  know, 
Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way. 

3  To  be  safe  from  the  darts  of  the  evil  one, 

Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way ; 
Take  the  shield  of  faith  till  the  victory  is  won, 
Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way. 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

6  We  shall  reach  our  home  in  heaven  by  and 

by, 

Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way ; 
Where  to  those  we  love  we  never  say  good- 
bye, 
Keep  close  to  Jesus  all  the  way. 

John  Lane. 

719         Safe  Within  the  Vale. 

LAND  ahead  !   its  fruits  are  waving 
O'er  the  hills  of  fadeless  green; 
And  the  living  waters  laving 

Shores  where  heavenly  forms   are  seen. 

Cko. — Rocks  and  storms  I'll  fear  no  more 
When  on  that  eternal  shore ; 
Drop  the  anchor  !  furl  the  sail ! 
I  am  safe  within  the  vail. 

2  Onward  bark  !   the  cape  I'm  rounding; 

See,  the  blessed  wave  their  hands ; 
Hear  the  harps  of  God  resounding 
From  the  bright  immortal  bands. 

3  There,  let  go  the  anchor,  riding 

On  this  calm  and  silvery  bay  ; 
Seaward  fast  the  tide  is  gliding, 
Shores  in  sunlight  stretch  away. 

4  Now  we're  safe  from  all  temptation, 

All  the  storms  of  life  are  past ; 
Praise  the  Rock  of  our  Salvation, 
We  are  safe  at  home  at  last ! 
560 


720 
I 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 
L.  M. 


'M  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die ; 

From  grief  and  woe  my  soul  shall  fly ; 
Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home, 
Away  to  the  new  Jerusalem. 

2  I  have  some  friends  before  me  gone, 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on ; 
They're  happy  round  my  Father's  throne  ; 
They're  looking  out  for  me  to  come. 

3  I  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  there 
Who  used  to  join  with  me  in  prayer ; 
If  you  get  there  before  I  do, 

Look  out  for  me,  I'm  coming  too. 

4  I'll  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
I  hope  to  praise  Him  after  death ; 

I  hope  to  praise  Him  when  I  die. 

And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly.        Anson.    Ab. 

J  £\      Buildsng  For  Eternity. 


w 


E  are  building  in  sorrow  or  joy, 
A  temple  the  world  may  not  see, 
Which  time  cannot  mar  nor  destroy, 
We  build  for  eternity. 


Cho. — We  are  building  every  day, 
A  temple  the  world  may  not  see, 
Building,  building  every  day, 
Building  for  eternity. 
561 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

2  Every  thought  that  we've  ever  had, 

Its  own  little  place  has  filled, 
Every  deed  we  have  done  good  or  bad, 
Is  a  stone  in  the  temple  we  build. 

3  Every  word  that  so  lightly  falls, 

Giving  some  heart  joy  or  pain, 
Will  shine  in  our  temple  walls, 
Or  ever  its  beauty  stain. 

4  Are  you  building  for  God  alone, 

Are  you  building  in  faith  and  love, 
A  temple  the  Father  will  own, 
In  the  city  of  light  above. 

N.  B.  Sargent. 

J  2t  1+         Are  You  a  Reaper? 

LIFT  up  your  eyes  to  the    fields  that  are 
whitening, 
Hark  !  'tis  the  voice  of  the  Master  our 
Lord ; 
See  !    on  each  side  there  is  work  for  the 
reaper, 
Sheaves  that  are  golden  shall  be  the  re- 
ward. 

Cho. — Are  you  a  reaper?  Are  you  a  reaper, 
Gathering  fruit  unto  life  evermore? 
Lift  up  your  eyes  for  the  harvest  is  ready; 
Hasten,  O  hasten  to  gather  your  store. 

2  Look  on  the  fields  how  the  harvest  is  wast- 
ing, 
Waiting  for  reapers  to  garner  it  in  ; 

562 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

He  that  is  fafthful,  receiveth  his  wages  ; 
Joy  everlasting  the  reaper  shall  win. 

3  Souls  that  are  ready  to  enter  the  kingdom 

Wait  for  the  glad  invitation  to-day  ; 
"  Go  ye  and  tell,"  is  the  word  of  the  Mas- 
ter, 
Servant  of  Jesus,  O  hear  and  obey. 

4  Reap  for  His  glory  in  fields  that  are  near- 

est,    . 

Look  all  abroad,  for  the  harvest  is  white  ; 

O'er  the  wide  earth  are  the  sheaves  to  be 

garnered, 

Hasten,  O  reaper,  fast  cometh  the  night. 

Julia  H.  Johnston. 

723  Go>    Work  To-day. 


G 


O,  work  to  day !  the  Lord  commands  ! 

Go,  work  to-day  !  there'.:  much  to  do  ! 
Before  you  now  the  Master  stands, 

And  speaks  these  thrilling  words  to  you. 


Cho. — Go,  work  to-day,  go,  work  to-day, 
The  Master's  voice  now  calls  to  you, 
Redeem  the  time  it  glides  away. 
Work  with  eternity  in  view. 

2   Go,  work  to-day  !  break  up  the  ground 
And  scatter  far  the  gospel  grain> 
Go,  make  a  harvest  wave  around, 
And  flowers  adorn  the  desert  plain. 

563 


GOSPEL  SONGS. 

3  Go,  work  to-day  !  some  soul  to  save 

From  everlasting  death  and  woe, 
Out  through  the  dark  devouring  wave, 
Where  Christ  doth  guide  the  life-boat, 
go  ! 

4  Go,  work  to-day  !  to-morrow's  sun 

May  shine  upon  your  lifeless  clay. 
To-day  the  crown  of  life  is  won, 
Go,  work  to-day,  go,  work  to-day. 

Rev.  G.   W.  Crofts 


CHORUSES. 


Note. —The  following  collection  of  old  and  new  choruses  is  in- 
serted for  especial  use  in  Revival  Meetings  and  the  hymns  to 
*vhich  reference  is  made  in  many  cases  have  been  selected  to  Le 
tung  therewith. 

C.  M. 

Sing  on,  pray  on,  we're  gaining  ground, 

Oh,  glory  hallelujah  ! 
The  power  of  God  is  coming  down, 

Oh,  glory  hallelujah  ! 

(See  Hymn  5.) 


I've  given  my  heart  to  Jesus, 
Happy  am  I  !   Happy  am  I  ! 

I've  given  my  heart  to  Jesus, 
Happy  am  I  to-day. 
-    (See  75  and  76.) 

We  are  passing  away, 
||:We  are  passing  away:|| 
To  the  great  judgment  day. 
(See  179  and  206.) 

We  will  cross  the  river  of  Jordan, 

Happy,  Happy, 
We  will  cross  the  river  of  Jordan, 

Happy  in  the  Lord. 

565 


^ 


CHORUSES. 

Wrestle  on,  wrestle  on, 

You  shall  gain  the  victory; 

Wrestle  on,  wrestle  on, 
You  shall  gain  the  day. 
(See  227.) 

There's  only  One,  there's  only  One, 

Can  make  us  truly,  truly  blest ; 
There's  only  One,  there's  only  One, 
Can  give  us  perfect,  perfect  rest. 
(See  185  and  128.) 

I'm  happy,  I'm  happy, 
I'm  on  my  way  to  Zion ; 

I'm  happy,  I'm  happy, 
I'm  on  my  journey  home. 

l.  n. 

Glory  to  God  ! 

We're  at  the  fountain  drinking  ; 
Glory  to  God  ! 

We're  on  our  journey  home. 

(See  31  and  247.)    ■ 

Oh  the  way  is  so  delightful, 
In  the  service  of  the  Lord  ; 

Oh  the  way  is  so  delightful, 
Hallelujah  ! 

(See  355  ) 

I  love  the  Lord,  I  know  I  do, 
;I  love  the  Lord,  I  know  I  do :|| 
But  best  of  all  He  loves  me  too, 
(See  37.) 
566 


CHORUSES. 

O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan, 
I'm  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
O  Canaan  is  my  happy  home, 
I'm  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
(See  610.) 

O  come  and  will  you  go, 
Will  you  go,  will  you  go  ? 
O  come  and  will  you  go 
Where  pleasures  never  die  ? 
(See  205.) 

.Only  believe  and  you  shall  be  saved  ; 
||:Only  believe  and  you  shall  be  saved  ;  :|| 
And  heaven  is  yours  forever. 

(See  183.) 

"  I'm  so  glad,  I'm  so  glad, 
I'm  so  glad  that  Jesus  came,"  etc. 
(See  201  and  248.) 

"O  Jesus  is  a  rock  in  a  weary  land,"  etc. 
(See  323.) 

"He  leadeth  me,"  etc. 
(See  291.) 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 
Go  to  that  beautiful  land  with  me  ? 
Will  you  go  ?      Will  you  go  ? 
Go  to  that  beautiful  land. 
(See  609  and  610.) 
567 


CHORUSES. 

"  They're  all  taken  away, 
My  sins  are,"  etc. 
(See  251.) 

We'll  work  till  Jesus  comes, 
[j : We'll  work  till  Jesus  comes,  :|| 
And  we'll  be  gathered  home. 
(See  336  and  619.) 

I'm  a  soldier  for  Jesus, 
I've  listed  in  the  war, 
And  I'll  fight  until  I  die. 
(See  249  and  291.) 

Save,  O  save ; 

Save,  blessed  Saviour, 

And  send  converting  power  down ; 

Save,  mighty  Lord. 

(See  227.) 

O  what  a  happy  day  when  the  Christians  all 

shall  meet, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
Glory  hallelujah, 
Praise  Him,  hallelujah, 
Glory  hallelujah, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 
(See  36.) 

We're  going  to  Zion, 

Glory  hallelujah  ; 
We're  going  home  to  the  New  Jerusalem, 
Glory  hallelujah. 

(See  609.) 
568 


CHORUSES. 

I  want  a  blessing,  Lord, 
O  send  it  down  to  me ; 
O  glory,  O  glory  hallelujah. 
(See  37.) 

O  you  must  be  a  lover  of  the  Lord, 
If  you  want  to  go   to  heaven  when  you  die. 
(See  224  and  267.) 

Take  me  as  I  am, 
O  bring  Thy  free  salvation,  etc. 
(See  241.) 

This  fountain  cleanses  from  all  sin,  etc. 
(See  262.) 

||  :There  is  rest  for  me 
Among  the  people  of  God.  :|| 

c.  n. 

Remember  me,  remember  me, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 
Remember,  Lord,  Thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

(See  108.) 

Help  me,  dear  Saviour,  Thee  to  own, 

And  ever  faithful  be  ; 
And  when  Thou  sittest  on  Thy  throne, 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

(See  108  and  232.) 
569 


CHORUSES. 

I  do  believe,  I  now  believe, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me  ; 
And  through  His  blood,  His  precious  blood, 
I  am  from  sin  set  free. 

(See  108,  190  and  246.) 

He  loves  me,  He  loves  me, 
He  loves  me,  this  I  know; 

He  gave  Himself  to  die  for  me 

Because  He  loved  me  so. 

(See  108  and  187.) 

I  can,  I  will,  and  I  do  believe, 
||  :I  can,  I  will,  and  I  do  believe,  :|| 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 
(See  243.) 

||  :I've  been  redeemed,  I've  been  redeemed,  :|| 
I've  been  redeemed,  I've  been  redeemed, 
Been  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 

||  :Been  redeemed  by  the  blood  of  the  Lamb,  :.|| 
Been  redeemed  by  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 
(See  193.) 

||  :Look  away  !   Look  away  ! 
Look  away  to  Calvary  !:|| 
(See  208.) 

Gather  the  harvest  in, 
Poor  sinners  are  dying  all  around,  etc. 
(See  359.) 
57° 


CHORUSES 

I  want  to  go,  I  want  to  go, 
I  want  to  go  there  too ; 
I  want  to  go  where  Jesus  is, 
I  want  to  go  there  too. 
(See  616.) 

Jesus  died  for  you, 

Jesus  died  for  me ; 
Yes,  Jesus  died  for  all  mankind; 

Praise  God,  salvation's  free. 

We're  kneeling  at  a  mercy  seat, 

Where  Jesus  waits  our  souls  to  greet; 

We're  kneeling  at  a  mercy  seat, 
Where  God  will  answer  prayer. 
(See  48.) 

Pure  robes,  white  robes, 

In  Jesus'  blood  made  white; 

We  all  must  wear  to  enter  there, 
In  the  palaces  of  light. 

Where  the  pearly  gates  shall  never,  never  close, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  its  dewy  shadow  throws, 
Where  the  ransomed  ones  in  love  repose, 
Our  glorious  home  shall  be. 

- 

We  will  rest  in  the  fair  and  happy  land 

Just  across  on  the  evergreen  shore, 
Sing  the  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb,  by 
and  by 
And  dwell  with  Jesus  evermore. 
(See  614  and  617.) 
571 


CHORUSES. 


\y     Oh,  there  is  glory,  glory  Hallelujah ! 

Oh,  there  is  glory,  in  my  soul. 
||:Religion  is  the  best  of  all,  :|| 
Religion  is  the  best  of  all, 

I  feel  it  in  my  soul. 


4zr 


I  want  to  go,  I  want  to  go, 

I  want  to  go  there  too : 
I  want  to  go  where  Jesus  is, 

I  want  to  go  there  too. 
(See  612  and  615.) 

I  am  sinking  out  of  self,  out  of  self  into  Christ, 

Sinking  out  of  self  into  Christ, 
I  am  sinking,  sinking,  sinking  out  of  self, 

Sinking  out  of  self  into  Christ. 
(See  401.) 

1-     Oh,  the  blood,  the  precious  blood, 
That  Jesus  shed  for  me ! 
Upon  the  cross,  in  crimson  flood, 
Just  now  by  faith  I  see. 
(See  193.) 

Oh  how  I  love  Jesus, 
|| : Oh.  how  I  love  Jesus,  :|| 
Because  He  first  loved  me, 
I'll  never  forget  Thee, 
I'll  never  forget  Thee,  Lord; 
I'll  never  forget  Thee, 
Dear  Lord  remember  me. 
(See  106  and  107.) 
S72 


CHORUSES. 

||  :We  will  stand  the  storm, 
We  will  anchor  by  and  by.  :|| 
(See  292  and  298.) 

The  blood  of  Jesus  cleanseth  me, 
Cleanseth  me,  cleanseth  me ; 
The  blood  of  Jesus  cleanseth  me 
As  soon  as  I  believe. 
(Ste  108.) 

I'd  rather  be  the  least  of  them, 
Who  are  the  Lord's  alone, 

Than  wear  a  royal  diadem 
And  sit  upon  a  throne. 
(See  189.) 

And  when  the  war  is  over     > 
We  shall  wear  a  crown, 
In  the  New  Jurusalem. 
(See  298.) 

We  shall  walk  through  the  streets  of  the  city, 
With  the  loved  ones  gone  on  before  ; 

We  shall  stand  on  the  banks  of  the  river, 
We  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

(See  551.) 

O  heaven,  sweet  heaven, 
O  heaven  of  the  blest; 
How  I  long  to  be  there, 
In  its  glories  to  share, 
And  to  lean  on  Jesus'  breast. 
(See  619.) 
573 


CHORUSES. 
u  Saviour,  wash  me  in  the  blood, "  etc. 

(See    93-) 

"O  glorious  fountain,  here  will  I  stay,"  etc. 
(See  193.) 

1      "My  soul  will  overcome  by  the  blood  of  the 
Lamb,"  etc. 

(See  211.) 


L 


"Only  trust  Him,"  etc. 
(See  193.) 

:'0  depth  of  mercy,  can  it  be,"  etc. 


O  that  will  be  joyful, 
Joyful,  joyful; 
O  that  will  be  joyful, 
To  meet  to  part  no  more. 


\s 


Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 

Come  to  Jesus  now; 
He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you, 

He  will  save  you  now. 
(See  193.) 

Look  to  Jesus,  etc. 


Only  trust  Him,  only  trust  Him, 

Only  trust  Him  now ; 

He  will  save  you,  He  will,  etc. 

574 


CHORUSES. 

I  will  arise  and  go  to  Jesus, 

He  will  embrace  me  in  His  arms  ; 

In  the  arms  of  my  dear  Saviour, 
0  there  are  ten  thousand  charms. 

O  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb, 

The  Lamb  on  Calvary, 

The  Lamb  that  was  slain  and  liveth  again 

To  intercede  for  me. 

(See  104  and  113.) 

O  the  blood,  the  precious  blood, 

That  Jesus  shed  for  me ; 
Upon  the  cross  a  crimson  flood 

Just  now  by  faith  I  see. 
(See  193.) 

We  love  to  sing  around  our  King, 
And  hail  Him  blessed  Jesus ; 
For  there's  no  word  ear  ever  heard, 
So  dear,  so  sweet  as  Jesus. 


s.  n. 

||:Fm  glad  salvation's  free  !:|| 
Salvation's  free  for  you  and  me, 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 

There'll  be  no  parting  sorrow  there, 
There'll  be  no  parting  there, 

In  heaven  above,  where  all  is  love, 
There'll  be  no  parting  there. 

575 


CHORUSES. 

Dear  Jesus  receive  me, 
No  more  will  I  grieve  Thee, 
Oh,  blessed  Redeemer, 
Oh,  save  me  at  the  cross ! 
(See  297.) 

yy     We're  marching  to  Zion, 

Beautiful,  beautiful  Zion; 
We're  marching  upward  to  Zion, 
The  beautiful  city  of  God. 
(See  537.) 

|| :  I  know  He  will  answer  my  prayer  ;:|| 
His  promise  is  sure,  and  I  am  secure, 
I  know  He  will  answer  my  prayer. 
(See  59  and  62.) 

"I  am  coming,  Lord,  coming  now,"  etc. 

0  my  heart  make  room  for  Jesus, 
Open  now  and  let  Him  in  ; 

Let  Him  in,  let  Him  in, 
Open  now  and  let  Him  in. 

O  'tis  glory,  O  'tis,  etc. 

1  am  coming.  Lord  ! 
Coming  now  to  Thee  ! 

Wash  me,  cleanse  me  in  the  blood 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

576 


CHORUSES. 

7,  6,  7,  6. 

|| :  Good  news  goes  to  Canaan,  :|| 
Good  news  goes  to  Canaan, 
I'm  on  my  way  ! 

(See  364.) 

iThere  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven,  :|| 
There  is  sweet  rest,  there  is  sweet  rest, 
There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven. 

O,  how  lovely,  how  lovely,     -- 

How  lovely  is  Jesus, 
He  is  my  Redeemer, 

My  Lord  and  my  King. 

|| :  "Jesus  will  help  you,  :|| 
Help  you  with  grace,"  etc. 

There's  balm  in  Gilead, 

To  make  the  wounded  whole; 

There's  power  enough  in  Jesus 
To  heal  a  sin-sick  soul. 

7,  7,  7,  7. 

God  is  love  !   I  know,  I  fell : 
Jesus  lives  and  loves  me  still; 
Jesus  lives, 
He  lives  and  loves  me  still ! 

|| : Yes,  Jesus  loves  me,  :|| 
Yes,  Jesus  loves  me, 
The  Bible  tells  me  so. 
(See  297.) 

577 


CHORUSES. 

"I  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  Thee; 
Blest  Lamb  of  Calvary,"  etc. 

\y     Let  us  walk  in  the  light, 
In  the  light,  in  the  light; 
Let  us  walk  in  the  light, 
In  the  light  of  God. 
(See  550.) 

8,  7,  8,  7. 

Lord,  revive  us,  Lord  revive  us, 

All  our  help  must  come  from  Thee  ! 
(See  402. 

I  will  arise  and  go  to  Jesus, 

He  will  embrace  me  in  His  arms ; 

In  the  arms  of  my  dear  Saviour, 

Oh  !  there  are  ten  thousand  charms. 

(See  18.) 

Turn  to  the  Lord  and  seek  salvation, 
Sound  the  praise  of  His  dear  name 

Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  again. 
(See  218.) 

I  love  Jesus,  hallelujah  ! 

I  love  Jesus,  yes  I  do, 
||  :I  love  Jesus,  He's  my  Saviour, 

Jesus  smiles  and  loves  me  too.  :|| 

||:Precious  name,  Oh  how  sweet ! 
Hope  of  earth  and  joy,  etc.  :|| 

578 


CHORUSES. 

Glory,  glory  !  Jesus  saves  me, 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 
Oh  His  cleansing  blood  has  reached  me, 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 

My  soul  is  heaven-bound 

Glory  hallelujah; 
My  soul  is  heaven-bound, 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord. 
(See  18.) 

When  the  last  trial's  over 
How  happy  we  shall  be  ; 

On  the  other  side  of  Jordan 
We'll  shout  the  jubilee. 
(See  309  and  314.) 

Ye  that  labor  and  are  heavy  laden 
Lean  upon  your  Saviour's  breast. 

Ye  that  labor,  etc., 

Come  and  He  will  give  you  rest. 
(See  361.) 

Unclassified  Meters. 

Hallelujah  !   thine  the  glory, 

Hallelujah,  amen. 
Hallelujah,  thine  the  glory, 

Revive  us  again, 

I  am  so  glad  that  Jesus  loves  me, 
||  Jesus  loves  me,  :|| 
.    I  am  so  glad  that  Jesus  loves  me, 

Jesus  loves  even  me. 


CHORUSES. 

Jesus  paid  it  all, 

All  the  debt  I  owe  ; 
Sin  hath  left  a  crimson  stain, 

He  washed  it  white  as  snow. 

We'll  camp  awhile  in  the  wilderness, 
For  a  few  days,  for  a  few  days  ; 
We'll  camp  awhile  in  the  wilderness, 
And  then  we're  going  home. 

||:Oh,  then  to  the  rock  let  me  fly, 
To  the  rock  that  is  higher  than  I.  :|| 
(See  371.) 

Yes  Jesus  is  mighty  to  save 

And  all  his  salvation  may  know,  etc. 

Over  there,  over  there, 
Oh  what  must  it  be,  etc. 

I  believe  Jesus  saves, 

And  His  blood  washes  whiter  than  snow. 

I'm  living  in  Canaan  now, 

I'm  living  in  Canaan, 

The  blood  applied,  I  am  justified  ; 

I'm  living  in  Canaan  now. 

O  Lord,  bless  my  soul 
And  I'll  shout  glory; 
And  when  I  die  convey  me  home, 
And  I'll  shout  glory. 
(See  609.) 
-8< 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


Note. — Titles  of  hymns  in  Gospel  Song  Department 
in  Small  Capitalss. 

Abide  with  me  :  fast  falls  the  even 552 

A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King 229 

Accept  this  house,  O  gracious  God 493 

According  to  Thy  gracious  word 459 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 352 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll 570 

Again,  as  evening's  shadow  falls 9 

Alas  :  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 108 

All  and  always  all  for  Jesus 366 

All  and  always  for  the  King 368 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 105 

All  praise  to  Him  who  reigns  above 641 

All  praise  to  Thee,  eternal  Lord 98 

All  praise  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night 40 

All  praise  to  the  Lamb  !  accepted  I  am 274 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord 418 

All  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt 253 

All  things  are  ready,  come 215 

Almighty  God,  Thy  word  is  cast 53 

Always  with  us,  always  with  us 374 

Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound 195 

Amazing  sight,  the  Saviour  stands 2IO 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 298 

And  can  I  yet  delay 269 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail •    *    .    .  581 

And  that's  enough  for  me 661 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God 490 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found 235 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away 132 

Another  hand  is  beckoning  us 585 

Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat 234 


INDEX. 

Are  you  a  reaper 722 

Are  you  ready 679 

Are  you  washed  in  the  blood 662 

Are  you  weary,  are  you  heavy-hearted 659 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 256 

Arise,  ye  saints,  arise 353 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 470 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 432 

As  distant  lands  beyond  the  sea 604 

A  sinner  like  me 694 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep 572 

As  lives  the  flower  within  the  seed 652 

As  pants  the  heart  for  cooling  streams 344 

At  the  feet  of  Jesus  lying 713 

At  the  cross,  at  the  cross 714 

At  the  sounding  of  the  trumpet 649 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 63 

Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake 397 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun  .......  532 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 30 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 358 

Awake,  my  tongue  !  thy  tribute  bring 35 

Awake,  my  unbelieving  fear 288 

A  wondrous  boon  to  man  is  given 707 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 77 

Before  Thy  face,  my  God,  I  fall 5 

Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door 201 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 109 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone 389 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace   .    •. 68 

Behold  what  manner  of  love 676 

Be  tranquil,  O  my  soul 289 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping 630 

Blessed  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine 639 

Blessed  be  the  name 641 

Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace 346 

Blessed  moments  of  prayer 670 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 64 

Blest  are. the  sons  of  peace 413 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 422 

582 


INDEX. 

Blest  day  of  God,  most  calm,  most 1 76 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 8 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 386 

Bondage  and  death  the  cup  contains 504 

Brethren  in  Christ  and  well-beloved 407 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here 312 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 93 

Building  for  Eternity 721 

By  and  by  we  shall  meet  Him 665 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 430 

By  Thy  birth  and  by  Thy  tears 237 

Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God 583 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 96 

Cast  thy  bread  upon  the  water 474 

Children,  loud  hosannas  sing 424 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 550 

Christ  for  the  world  we  sing 481 

Christ  is  All,  All  in  all 684 

Christ  is  all  to  him  that  trusteth 366 

Christ  is  coming  !  let  creation 136 

Christ  liveth  in  me 652 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day      133 

Christ  whose  glory  fills  the  skies 135 

Cleansing  wave 700 

Come,  all  ye  saints,  to  Pisgah's  mountain  ....  626 

Come  at  the  morning  hour 534 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 42 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls 205 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire     , 280 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire 160 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire 154 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind 144 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 152 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 158 

Come  home 647 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 21 1 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord 406 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue 560 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 125 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  Divine 266 

583 


INDEX. 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 25 

Come,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest 147 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress 329 

Come,  sing  to  me  of  heaven 621 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  Living  One 678 

Come,  Thou  Almighty  King 17 

Come,  Thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 18 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed 204 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 537 

Come,  ye  disconsolate 334 

Come,  ye  saints,  behold  and  wonder 131 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 218 

Come,  ye  souls  by  sin  afflicted 219 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name 46 

Consecration 658 

Daughter  of  Zion  !  awake  from  thy 94 

Day  is  dying  in  the  west 2 

Dear  Lord,  once  more  the  note  of  praise    ....  4 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul 294 

Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should 454 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  Thine 370 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blessed  alone 322 

Delightful  work,  young  souls  to  win 427 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be 236 

Down  at  the  cross  where  my  Saviour 656 

Earth,  with  its  dark  and  dreadful  ills 584 

Eat,  drink  in  memory  of  your  Friend 462 

Enough  for  me 661 

Equip  me  for  the  war 303 

Eternal  Father,  Thou  hast  said 469 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess 146 

Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy 372 

Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is 6 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss 242 

Far  away  in  the  depth  of  my  spirit 644 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  life 618 

Father,  in  Whom  we  live 61 

Father  !  I  own  Thy  voice 7° 

584 


INDEX. 

?.  I  h  f 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  Thee     .    .    .    ...    .  243 

Father  of  glory,  to  Thy  name   .    .    .    , 88 

Father  of  love,  our  Guide  and  Friend 293 

Father  of  mercies  in-Thy  Word 166 

Father  of  mercies,  send  Thy  grace 379 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 348 

Fear  not  poor  weary  one 316 

Fill  me  now 712 

Firm  and  unmoved  are  they 290 

Follow  all  the  way 650 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be 268 

Forever  with  the  Lord 592 

For  God  and  home  and  every  land 522 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love 563 

Friend  after  friend  departs 595 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 76 

From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard 115 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 38 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 473 

From  the  cross,  uplifted  high 223 

From  these  Pisgah  heights  returning 642 

Full  salvation,  full  salvation 276 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 309 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise    .......  615 

Give  me  thy  heart 706 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 325 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 392 

Glory  be  to  the  Lord      3 

Glory  to  God,  hallelujah 668 

Glory  to  God  on  high 461 

Glory  to  His  name 656 

Glory  to  Thee  my  God,  this  night 531 

Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim 439 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again 677 

God  bless  our  native  land 509 

God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear 230 

God  has  said,  Forever  blessed 426 

God  in  the  Gospel  of  His  Son 163 

God  is  Love  ;  His  mercy  brightens 82 

God  is  my  strong  Salvation 3U 

5*5 


INDEX. 

God  is  the  Refuge  of  His  saints 387 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 540 

God,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope 328 

God  of  all  power  and  truth  and  grace 261 

God  of  Thine  Israel's  faithful  three 299 

Go  forth  again,  ye  men  of  God 500 

Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  My  i\ame 441 

Go,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent 356 

Go  seek  the  lost  and  dying 480 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane 119 

Go  to  thy  rest,  dear  child 596 

GO  WORK  TO-DAY 723 

Grace  !   'tis  a  charming  sound 198 

Gracious  Lord,  to  Thee  we  raise 14 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  Divine 141 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 74 

Great  God,  beneath  Whose  piercing  eye     ....  516 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  Thee 517 

Great  God,  Whose  hand  outpours  the      .....  502 

Great  Husbandman,  at  Thy  command 499 

Great  is  the  Lord,  our  Gad 495 

Great  King  of  nations,  hear  our  prayers      ....  5 1 1 

Great  Lord  of  all  Thy  churches,  hear 396 

Guide  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah 553 

Hail  my  comrades  !  now  the  ensign 367 

Hail,  Thou  once-despised  Jesus 196 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad 487 

Hail,  to  the  Lord's  Anointed •  475 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord 384 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended 591 

Happy  the  home  when  God  is  there 523 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined 410 

Hark,  Hark,  my  soul !  angelic  songs  are    ....  608 

Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour 91 

Hark,  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling 360 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 118 

Hark,  what  mean  those  holy  voices 100 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise 213 

Have  you  been  to  Jesus  for  the  cleansing  ....  662 

HE  CAME  TO  SAVE  ME 683 

586 


INDEX. 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  .    .    „    .    .    .    .  117 

He  has  come - 708 

He  is  calling 675 

He  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives 128 

Here  in  Thy  name,  eternal  God 489 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping 331 

Hiding  in  the  Rock 687 

His  yoke  is  easy  . 693 

Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh 202 

Holy  Bible,  Book  Divine 173 

Holy  Ghost !  with  light  Divine 142 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty 66 

Holy!  holy!  holy!  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth     ...  631 

Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Guide 155 

Holy  Spirit !  gently  come 143 

Holy  Spirit,  Truth  Divine 140 

Hosanna  !  be  the  children's  song 428 

Hover  o'er  me,  Holy  Spirit 712 

How  beautious  are  their  feet 445 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 573 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 420 

How  blest  the  thought  that  Jesus     . 715 

How  can  a  sinner  know 281 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of 333 

How  gentle  God's  commands 326 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace 254 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot 536 

How  pleasant,  how  Divinely  fair 388 

How  precious  is  the  Book  Divine 167 

How  precious  is  the  name 467 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 231 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their 1 71 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 415 

How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day 575 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 106 

How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 52 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 569 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 371 

How  they  sing  up  yonder 699 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies 567 

587 


INDEX. 

I  am  dwelling  on  the  mountain 674 

I  am  satisfied  with  Jesus 711 

I  bless  the  Christ  of  God 151 

I  can  hear  my  Saviour  calling 650 

I  entered  once  a  home  of  care 684 

I  have  a  home  above 620 

I  have  found  repose  for  my  weary  soul 701 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 190 

I  hear  the  words  of  love 282 

I  know  I  love  my  Saviour  now 278 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus    .    . 283 

I  love  Thy  kingdom  Lord 394 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 43 

I  must  tell  Jesus  all  of  my  trials 686 

I  saw  One  hanging  on  the  tree 113 

I  think,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story 433 

I  thirst,  Thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God 262 

I  want  a  principle  within 343 

I  was  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour 694 

I  will  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful 602 

I  will  take  my  cross  and  follow 650 

I  worship  Thee,  O  Holy  Ghost 162 

T  would  commune  with  Thee 284 

I  would  not  live  alway 588 

If  life  in  sorrow  must  be  spent 317 

If  you  cannot  on  the  ocean 361 

I  knew  that  God  in  His  Word  had 705 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 710 

I'll  live  for  Him  Who  died  for  me 664 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath 26 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here 624 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord 279 

I'm  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die 720 

I'm  the  child  of  a  King 654 

In  expectation  sweet 5^° 

In  God  let  all  His  saints  rejoice 323 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 606 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 12I 

In  the  Rock  of  Ages  hiding 687 

In  Thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling 22 

IS  MY  NAME  WRITTEN  THERE  ,,,,,,,..  685 

588 


INDEX. 

IS  NOT  THIS  THE  LAND  OF  BEULAH 674 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear 95 

It  is  not  death  to  die 578 

It  is  Thy  hand  my  God 305 

I've  anchored  my  soul  in  the  haven  of 660 

I've  found  a  Friend  ;  O  such  a  Friend 226 

Jehovah  reigns  :  His  throne  is  high 73 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 617 

Jerusalem  the  golden 607 

Jesus  calls  us  o'er  the  tumult 330 

Jesus,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow 42 1 

Jesus,  full  of  love  Divine 273 

Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  love 180 

Jesus,  hail :  enthroned  in  glory 134 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  live 265 

Jesus,  I  come  to  Thee  for  light 648 

Jesus,  I  live  to  Thee 271 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 314 

Jesus  is  pleading  with  my  poor  soul 671 

Jesus,  Jesus,  now  I  trust  Thee 646 

Jesus,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me 238 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 297 

Jesus,  my  All,  to  Heaven  is  gone 249 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  Thy  grace 378 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  All 337 

Jesus,  my  Strength,  my  Hope .270 

Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  Way 341 

Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me 555 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 468 

Jesus,  the  Lord  of  glory,  died 1 10 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all    .    .' 107 

Jesus,  the  word  of  mercy  give 440 

Jesus,  Thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend 232 

Jesus,  Thou  soul  of  all  my  joys    ........  58 

Jesus,  Thy  blood  and  righteousness 248 

Jesus,  united  by  Thy  grace 417 

Jesus,  we  look  to  Thee 62 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 593 

Join  all  the  glorious  names 124 

Join  all  who  love  a  Saviour's  name 37 

589 


INDEX. 

Joy,  joy  is  mine,  my  Saviour  Divine 708 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come  .    .' 90 

Just  as  I  am,  Thine  Own  to  be 437 

]  ust  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 241 

Keep  close  to  Jesus 718 

Kindred  in  Christ  for  His  dear  sake 408 

Land  ahead  !  its  fruits  are  waving 719 

Lay  your  treasures  higher,  safer   ........  362 

Lead,  kindly  Light 306 

Lead  me,  O  my  Father,  lead  me 71 

Lead  me,  Saviour 697 

Leaning  on  the  everlasting  arms 716 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 209 

Let  every  tongue  Thy  goodness  speak 86 

Let  Him  to  Whom  we  now  belong 263 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say 287 

Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 409 

Let  the  nations  awake  to  the  signs  of 521 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  now  awake 438 

Life  from  the  dead,  Almighty  God 503 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 566 

Lift  me  higher 692 

Lift  up  your  eyes  to  the  fields  that  are 722 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates 184 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above 45 

Like  a  star  of  the  morning  in  its  beauty 698 

Little  mission  workers 645 

Lo  !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending 137 

Look  not  upon  the  ruby  wine 506 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious 13° 

Lord,  as  to  Thy  dear  cross  we  flee 345 

Lord,  at  this  closing  hour 15 

Lord,  at  Thy  table  I  behold 456 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing 21 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost 153 

Lord,  I  am  Thine,  entirely  Thine 258 

Lord,  I  care  not  for  riches 685 

Lord,  I  have  made  Thy  Word  my  choice    ....  i72 

Lord,  in  the  morning  I  will  send 52^ 

Lord,  in  the  morning  Thou  shalt  hear 527 

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INDEX. 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 295 

Lord  Jesus,  when  we  stand  afar 112 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 380 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  bend  Thine  ear 471 

Lord  of  the  living  harvest 446 

Lord  of  my  life,  O  may  Thy  praise 528 

Lord,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 145 

Lord  we  come  before  Thee  now 24 

Lord,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne      ....  56 

Lo,  the  day  of  Christ's  appearing 139 

Love  Divine,  all  love  excelling 277 

Lovers  of  pleasure  more  than  God 185 

Make  channels  for  the  streams  of  love 385 

Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live 354 

Marching  on 621 

Men  of  God,  go,  take  your  stations 498 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 629 

More  Love  to  Thee,  O  Christ 33 

Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain 507 

Move  forward 681 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 315 

My  all  is  on  the  altar 658 

My  body,  soul,  and  spirit 658 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 508 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord 338 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 554 

My  Father,  God  ;  how  sweet  the  sound 255 

My  Father,  I  have  loved  Thy  truth 548 

My  Father  is  rich  in  houses  and  lands 654 

My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art 89 

My  God,  I  am  Thine  ;  what  a  comfort 376 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  Thee  mine 264 

My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet 7 

My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name 541 

My  God,  my  Life,  my  Love 69 

My  God,  the  covenant  of  Thy  love 285 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  Thy  right 355 

My  heart  was  burdened  long 695 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 609 

My  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt 308 

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INDEX 

My  Jesus,  I  love  Thee 708 

My  Jesus  knows 715 

My  latest  sun  is  sinking  fast 717 

My  life  flows  on  in  endless  song 225 

My  life,  my  love,  I  give  to  Thee 664 

My  Precious  Bible 698 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 301 

My  soul  complete  in  Jesus  stands 247 

My  soul  in  sad  exile  was  out  on  life's  sea   ....  660 

My  soul,  weigh  not  thy  life 302 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy 320 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands 200 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee 32 

Nearer  the  cross  my  heart  can  say 653 

Never  can  the  word  be  broken 310 

Night  had  fallen  on  the  city 667 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 197 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 186 

Not  what  these  hands  have  done 199 

Now  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is 13 

Now,  gracious  Lord,  Thine  arm  reveal 48 

Now,  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise 36 

O  blessed  moments,  richly  sweet 670 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 252 

O  can  we  say  we  are  ready,  brother 703 

O  come,  and  dwell  in  me 340 

O  come,  angel  band 7*7 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth 57 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness 174 

O  eyes  that  are  weary  and  hearts  that 332 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 401 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 246 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 267 

O  for  a  shout  of  joy 28 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 44 

O  for  that  flame  of  living  fire 395 

O  God,  beneath  Thy  guiding  hand 519 

O  God  of  love,  O  King  of  peace 5:5 

O  God  our  help  in  ages  past 80 

O  God,  though  countless  worlds  of 49 l 

592 


INDEX. 

O  God  unseen,  yet  ever  near 458 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 251 

O  Holy  Ghost,  I  welcome  Thee 156 

O  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter ,  157 

O  how  I  fear  Thee,  living  God 81 

O  how  happy  are  they  who  their  Saviour  ....  224 

O  Jesus,  full  of  grace 403 

O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace 260 

O  Jesus,  King  most  wonderful 127 

O  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord 463 

O  Jesus,  sweet  the  tears  I  shed 245 

O  land  of  rest  for  thee  I  sigh 619 

O  Light  in  darkness,  Joy  in  grief 369 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 512 

O  Lord,  our  God,  arise 472 

O  Lord,  Thou  art  my  Lord 250 

O  Lord,  Thy  work  revive 404 

O  Lord,  while  we  confess  the  worth 449 

O  love  Divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 350 

O  Love  Divine;  O  matchless  grace 457 

O  Love,  surpassing  knowledge 661 

O  Love,  Thy  sovereign  aid  impart 259 

O  my  soul,  bless  thou  Jehovah 84 

O  my  soul,  what  means  this  sadness 335 

O  now  I  see  the  cleansing  wave 700 

O  sacred  head,  now  wounded 120 

O  spread  the  tidings  round 663 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 556 

O  that  I  could  forever  dwell 31 

O  the  children  of  the  Lord  have  a  right      ....  668 

O  Thou,  from  Whom  all  goodness  flow 41 

O  Thou  God  of  my  salvation 23 

O  Thou,  in  Whose  presence  my  soul 373 

O  Thou,  to  Whose  all-searching  sight 257 

O  Thou,  Who  all  things  canst  control 398 

O  Thou,  Whose  Own  vast  temple  stands    ....  492 

O  Thou,  Whose  tender  mercy  hears 233 

O  Thy  wonderful  love 640 

O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die 221 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace 191 

O  what  stupendous  mercy  shines  ,    ,,,.,..  381 
593 


INDEX. 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 364 

O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 390 

O  where  is  now  that  glowing  love 399 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 181 

O  worship  the  King  all-glorious  above 1 1 

O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  beauty  of I 

O'er  the  hills  the  sun  is  setting 551 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 525 

Once  more,  O  Lord,  assembling 497 

One  by  one  we'll  all  be  gathered 673 

One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine 382 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 538 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 614 

Only  waiting  till  the  shadows 590 

On  the  mountain  top  appearing 478 

Onward,  Christian  soldier 365 

Our  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer 452 

Our  children,  Thou  dost  claim 45 1 

Our  country's  voice  is  pleading 486 

Our  country,  unrivaled  in  beauty 520 

Our  Father,  God,  Who  art  in  heaven 55 

Our  few  revolving  years 559 

Our  God  is  Love  ;  and  all  His  saints 416 

Paul  and  Silas 667 

Peace,  peace,  wonderful  peace 644 

Peace,  sweet  peace 669 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  needst  not 546 

Pitying  Saviour,  look  with  blessing 239 

Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  Vine 411 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 187 

Pour  out  Thy  spirit  from  on  high 443 

Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  Heavens,  adore 19 

Praise  to  God  ;  immortal  praise        $6i 

Praise  to  Thee,  Thou  great  Creator 20 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 47 

Prince  of  peace,  control  my  will 347 

Proclaim,  saith  Christ,  My  wondrous 450 

Quiet  Lord,  my  forward  heart 67 

Remember  thy  Creator  now 431 

Return  and  come  to  God            214 

594 


INDEX. 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return 208 

Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord 405 

Revive  us  again 6S0 

Rise,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise 122 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 296 

Rocks  and  storms  I'll  fear  no  more 719 

Round  the  Lord,  in  glory  seated 72 

Safe  in  Jesus 713 

Safe  within  the  vail 719 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound 194 

Saviour,  again  to  Thy  dear  name  we 12 

Saviour,  at  Thy  footstool  bending 425 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 533 

Saviour,  lead  me  lest  I  stray 697 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 423 

Saviour  of  men,  Thy  searching  eye  .......  442 

Saviour  of  our  ruined  race 466 

Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day 29 

Saviour,  Thy  dying  love , 27 

Saviour,  visit  Thy  plantation     . 402 

Saviour,  Who  Thy  flock  art  feeding 434 

Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within   .    . 207 

Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed 359 

See,  gracious  Lord,  before  Thy  throne 513 

See  how  the  hosts  of  Christ  endeavor 688 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 448 

See,  Jesus,  Thy  disciples  see 412 

Servant  of  God,  well  done 579 

Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays 75 

Shall  I  be  saved  to-night 671 

Shall  we  find  them  at  the  portals    ....  689 

Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever 605 

Shed  not  a  tear  o'er  your  friend's  early 494 

Shepherd  of  tender  youth 436 

Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God 529 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive 227 

Silently  the  shades  of  evening 16 

Silent  night,  holy  night ,  704 

Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord 544 

Sinner,  Jesus  loves  you 682 

Sinners,  obey  the  Gospel  Word 183 

595 


INDEX. 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard 192 

Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  you  die 220 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 217 

Softly  and  tenderly 647 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 34 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 304 

Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise 484 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 339 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises 375 

Soon  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought 601 

Soon  will  the  Judge  descend 597 

Souls  in  heathen  darkness  lying 485 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed      324 

Spirit  Divine,  attend  our  prayer 159 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  down 161 

Standing  on  the  promises 690 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord 60 

Stanp  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears 321 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus 363 

Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below 524 

Sun  of  my  soul,  Thy  Saviour  dear 530 

Sweeping  through  the  gates 702 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 177 

Sweet  peace,  the  gift  of  God's  love 669 

Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  Divine 244 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 400 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 510 

Take  me,  O  my  Father,  take  me 240 

Take  my  life  and  let  it  be 272 

Take  up  the  cross  the  Saviour  said 357 

Talk  with  me,  Lord  ;  Thyself  reveal 50 

Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour 65 

Tell  it  to  Jesus 659 

Tell  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys 351 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand 623 

That  blessed  law  of  Thine 342 

That  doleful  night  before  His  death 455 

the  banner  of  the  cross 65 1 

The  blood  is  all  my  plea 705 

The  broken  bread,  the  blessed  cup 464 

The  cleansing  stream  I  see 700 

596 


INDEX. 

The  Comforter  has  come 663 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 1 70 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 535 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day 138 

The  fair  watchword 688 

The  Gospel !  O  what  endless  charms 165 

The  grave  is  now  a  favored  spot 576 

The  harvest  dawn  is  near 477 

The  haven  of  rest 660 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with 126 

The  Holy  Ghost  is  come 148 

The  Holy  Ghost  is  here 150 

The  King  of  heaven  His  table  spreads 460 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 549 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed 123 

The  Lord  of  life  with  glory  crowned 129 

The  Lord  our  God  alone  is  strong 488 

The  Lord's  my  Shepherd,  I'll  not  want 336 

The  Lord  will  come,  the  earth  shall 599 

The  Man  of  Galilee 707 

The  Mizpah  farewell  greeting 642 

The  morning  is  dawning 691 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 476 

The  prize  is  set  before  us 665 

The  Saviour  is  coming  I  know 691 

The  Saviour  !  O  what  endless  charms 102 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 78 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  Word 169 

The  starry  firmament  on  high 164 

The  sweet  love  of  God 640 

The  very  same  Jesus 678 

Tho  voice  of  the  blood 695 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name 565 

There  are  angels  hovering  round 696 

There  comes  to  my  heart  one  sweet 669 

There  is  a  blessed  home 628 

There  is  a  fold  whence  none  can  stray 613 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 193 

There  is  a  happy  land 603 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands 612 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 610 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 616 

597 


INDEX. 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps ci 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 6n 

There  is  a  safe  and  secret  place 1S9 

There  is  a  spot  to  me  more  dear 222 

There  is  joy  in  heaven 655 

There  is  no  night  in  heaven 622 

There's  a  great  day  coming 679 

There's  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day 625 

There's  a  royal  banner  given  for 651 

There's  a  very  sweet  song  in  the  depth 640 

There's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy 83 

There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale 55 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one 377 

This  is  my  story 639 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 1 75 

Thou  art  the  way  ;  to  Thee  alone 103 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb 104 

Thou  God  of  power,  Thou  God  of  love 87 

Thou  grace  Divine,  encircling  all 79 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead 598 

Thou  Lord  of  all  above 182 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God 568 

Thy  Law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light 168 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord 307 

Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea      ........  543 

Thy  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wise  design 547 

Till  He  come — O  let  the  words 465 

Time  is  winging  us  away 571 

'Tis  finished!  so  the  Saviour  cried 116 

'  Tis  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 114 

'  Tis  so  sweet  to  trust  in  Jesus 646 

'Tis  Thine  alone,  almighty  Name 501 

'  Twas  Jesus'  last  and  great  command 444 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls 216 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 54 

To  Thee  I  come 648 

To  Thee,  O  God,  Whose  guiding  hand 518 

To  thee,  who  from  the  narrow  road 706 

To  Thy  temple  we  repair 3 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born 92 

Trust  and  obey 643 

598 


INDEX. 

Trusting  in  the  promise 701 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 419 

Unvail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ........  577 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 349 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear 170 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord 286 

Walk  in  the  light :  so  shalt  thou  know 327 

Watch  between  us 642 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 483 

We  are  building  in  sorrow  or  joy 721 

We  are  little  soldiers 645 

We  are  loyal  Leaguers .    .    .    .  368 

We  are  never,  never  weary „    .  668 

We  are  traveling  to  a  better  land 673 

We  bless  Thee  for  Thy  peace,  O  God 313 

We  come  with  the  cup  of  salvation  .    ......  514 

We  journey  through  a  vale  of  tears 545 

We  lay  thee  in  the  silent  tomb 586 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 178 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer    ......  275 

We  meet  now  in  Thy  name 149 

We  plough  the  fields  and  scatter 562 

We  praise  Thee,  gracious  Father 496 

We  praise  Thee,  O  God 680 

We  rear  not  a  temple  like  Judah's  of 494 

What  a  fellowship,  what  a  joy  Divine 716 

Wha.t  a  gathering  that  will  be 649 

What  have  i  done 672 

What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love 188 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 49 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet    ..,,...  39 

When  a  few  swiftly  fleeting  years    .......  600 

When  all  Thy  mercies,  O  my  God 539 

When  doomed  to  death  the  Apostles 505 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view     .....  318 

When  His  salvation  bringing 435 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear ,    .  292 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 1 1 1 

When  Jesus  comes  to  reward  His 703 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 3S3 

599 


INDEX. 

When  Jesus  laid  His  crown  aside 683 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 319 

When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain 99 

When  on  the  brink  of  death 589 

When,  overwhelmed  with  grief 300 

When  shall  we  meet  again 414 

When  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 587 

WHEN  THE  ROLL  IS  CALLED  UP  YONDER      ....  657 

When  the  sinner  turns  from  sin 699 

When  the  trumpet  of  the  Lord  shall 657 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale 564 

When  we  walk  with  the  Lord 643 

When  you  start  for  the  land  of  heavenly     ....  718 

Which  of  the  monarchs  of  the  earth 542 

While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  Thine 453 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 206 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks 97 

While  the  storm  around  me  rages 687 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 558 

Who  are  these  arrayed  in  white 627 

Who,  who  are  these  beside  the  chilly 702 

Why  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends 582 

Why  seek  ye  that  which  is  not  bread 203 

Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die 574 

Will  Jesus  find  us  watching 703 

Will  they  meet  us 689 

With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh 228 

With  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 59 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 101 

With  my  substance  I  will  honor 482 

With  stately  towers  and  bulwarks 391 

With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around 291 

Wonderful  peace .  644 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 666 

Wouldst  thou  eternal  life  obtain 212 

Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm 429 

Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master 10 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love  thee 479 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking 477 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 557 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded 393 

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